so the greatest vacation of my life turned out to also be the saddest. i'm still pining and moping. i went to NY for the first time and it was great. it felt so familiar to me like i had been there before but there was no avoiding looking like a tourist with my parents flinging me around posing me in front of every city back drop to take pictures. after that we convinced my boyfriend to get up from bed to come hang out with us. he made us WALK . i thought my stumpy little legs would fall off. afterwards i got used to the walking; it was really nice. the last night there my boyfriend took me to a hip hop performance by his friend CAUSE
and it was bangin. now comes the sad part. ( back story= he's graduated, i got got two more yrs. it's gonna be five months until he POSSIBLY comes back for his masters. notice i said possibly because he just might stay i new york indefinitely! ) so to make a sad story short we mutually came to the agreement that we should break up considering we are both very young and we have yet to experience life. *sigh. i really loved him and i still do. we've been keeping in contact, calling ea. other every day. we're gonna try to calm down the talkin so that the break up isn't too hard on either of us. i hope everything that he wants in life comes true for him because he is a very talented, caring, and loyal person.