Yes, for you doubters out there, I did come home. Kicking and screaming, but yes, I came home. But now, more so than ever, I know I need to go back and stay.
Anyway, I am halfway done unpacking, burried in laundry, and otherwise beat. I have school in the morning, so I will only leave you with proof that I REALLY was in NYC: The alleged #3 most popular tourist attraction, none other than the
I have no idea who the chick is, but I wasn't going to pose myself. To quote Trouble #1: "He is gross!"
Off to bed I go. More tomorrow.
Have a good one.