Boston

I just made it to Boston. We unpacked everything i own into a tiny room i will share with a roomate i dont know yet. As i write I am alone in the living room. none of the other 3 girls are here, i don't want to go out because it's dark out and i'm in a new city i don't know/i'm not used to. i'm not scared, just bored. i'll probably write a piece about this, or maybe start that journal i've been meaning to start. isn't blogging like writing a journal? well this blog has more of a theme i guess... my "journey". it's still underway, it just moved to a new place.

classes will start 2 mondays from now. in the time between i have to find a job, figure out how to get to the train station, then figure out how to work the trains. i don't know when my roomates will be here and i don't know if they'll even take me to the station. i have never been so independant in my whole, and i'm excited, but scared at the same time. i don't know what possessed me to pack up and move from jersey to boston at 20. i guess it wasn't too smart, but what kind of person would i be to pass it up?

so here i sit. currently 6:28pm on a saturday night. i  kissed my boyfriend goodbye until the next time i see him, and i'm sitting on a couch that isnt mine, in an apartment that i don't know, watching a tv show about crimes in ny, where i belong.

tomorrow will be the same, boring. but monday i'll venture out to the school, hopefully get a job at the newspaper, and then i'll be set.

i'm sure i'll be so bored later and i'll write again.

(: amanda rose