It has been 26 days since I left New York. I love Chicago. I'm happy to be back, and I'm really happy to see my friends and family. Already, though, my heart is yearning for dollar pizza and Washington Square Park (and of course all the people I left back there).
I'm studying abroad in the fall, which only makes it that more difficult. I won't get to see New York, or anyone there, until January. Here's hoping I won't be welcomed back with the type of winter we had this year..
Don't get me wrong, I am NOT complaining about living in Paris. I am BEYOND excited, but if anyone hears of any new cloning technology... call me. I really wish I could be in three places at once. Missing one place is hard, but missing two places and all the people that live in those places? Now that is really rough.
It's been an adjustment getting back to Chicago. For one thing, I'm working almost 30 hours a week. That does not leave a lot of time for blogging (or cute outfits). So sorry for the lack of updates. We're reaching the age where my friends have started relocating. Less and less of them are coming home for the summer, and more of them are staying at their respective schools.
Things are changing so fast, but it's such an exciting time in my life. I'm looking forward to the next adventure.