I can’t seem to bring myself to blog on a regular basis. A couple of months ago I was so in love with the thought of blogging everyday. But now I realize I don’t have that much to talk about. That kind of feels like my trip here. I was so excited and now it’s here. Not so exciting.

Everyone one else in my life (who is not here) is wondering why I’m not having the time of my life. Well let me tell you: I go to work for almost 8 hours during the day. Then i go to class for 3 hours at night. In my off time I either want to sleep or I have homework to do. That’s why I’m not having the time of my life…just yet.

I’m about to turn some stuff around. I don’t think things are as hard as I’m making them. Class? Eh, Ive never worked really hard in class anyway. My Internship? I’m about to make those chicks like me whether they like it or not and I’m going to fashion week. With or without them. Nightlife? I’m about to get me one this weekend.

This former BU grad came in last night and spoke to us. About how she got to where she is. She said something interesting “Everyone should at some point in their life, work in New York. But don’t stay there long” Apparently this city can make you crazy.

But I’m up for the challenge. I wonder what I’m going to be like at the end of all this…

Sorry for the emo blog.

Texas.