I make stuff pretty.

Growing up mostly in central Illinois, this past month has been a big culture shock to me. A little more and more every day, the apartment that I share with my roommate and the city seem like a home. But, it still doesn’t mean that I don’t miss Illinois. I know it’s scary to say, but I actually miss Bradley. I miss the people and the socialness of it all (not so much the studying and class part…). I miss my family and friends. I miss having a car. But this is part of growing up, right? Finding more friends and experiencing new things.

I haven’t done much in my month in New York. I have applied to several jobs (and by several, I mean over a hundred.. no joke). Amanda and I spend time together watching TV and snowboarding, which isn’t as bad as I thought. The subway isn’t as hard as I thought it was when I first got here, but it’s still kind of tricky sometimes. I spend most of my time lost when I go out to do something, so that’s not very fun. Maybe if it were warmer outside it wouldn’t be as bad. I’ve learned a few things about being a New Yorker. The guy I am currently seeing taught me that you can’t depend on what the temperature says it is, you have to look up the wind chill. It’s a lot windier here than I expected! Also, don’t tell people to have a good day. They will just give you dirty looks.

A lot of my friends have started blogs recently. It makes me feel connected back to Illinois, and happy that I can read about their lives. I hope they all keep up their fantastic work. :)