I’m sure I’ll probably start to cry as I’m typing this, but oh well. I’m happy to be home, I guess. It was a much needed break from reality, and I enjoyed it more than I can explain.. I already miss my grandma and my baby cousins a lot. It’s hard being an ocean away from people that you love so much, and hardly ever see. I wish I was a millionaire so I could go back and forth and no have to worry about going to work. Back to work tomorrow, and starting school again at the end of this month. It’s good that my life is going well here, and I’ve got it all together, almost. It just broke my heart knowing that my dad was sad to leave his mother and all his family. I’ll man up in a few days and get back on track. I hate the feeling of landing in New York though, it’s like I was in a totally different world, and everything was pretend and perfect. Oh well, I’ll make it my business to get back soon. Hello real life, you were not missed.
