Segni ~ joshua bassett

Uno

Life doesn't always give you what you want. But wouldn't be awesome if it did?

Growing up, I kept asking the universe for a sign, something that would show me the way I should go.
I kept wondering if I was doing things the right way. Were my friends the right people to hang out with? Was I pushing myself too much? Or perhaps not enough.
But that sign never came, I realized I was doing all of this by myself. I got myself through high school just fine, I made my way to NYU by my own.

I still wasn't sure of many things, but it's okay.

Living in New York is hard, it's definitely not like the movies. And being a student, god damn, it's terrifying.

Biomolecular Science. Sounds scary, right? It is. That's my major and I wish I would have gone for Drama, not that it is easier, but I'm better at it.
Saying I'm majoring in Biomolecular Science sounds cool as hell, it makes me look interesting and smart. And maybe I am, but I am not okay. I suffer from anxiety, depression and at least twelve other mental illnesses. But I'm working on them, still, college makes everything harder.

I grew up in Oceanside, California next to a brown eyed boy who made my world spin. I could have gone to MiraCosta College, but I had to move across the country.
That boy with messy hair and a smile that could light up all of LA made it, and he made it big. He's the star of a Disney show, for crying out loud. He's getting everything he wants, and I'm so happy for him.

I'm getting lost out here in New York, it's so incredibly big and I just keep feeling smaller and smaller each day. I'm just a semester away from having my M.S degree and I still feel empty inside. I've gained a lot of scientific knowledge but I still know nothing about life or love.

So there I was, sitting on a bench in the middle of central park, asking for the universe to give me a sign.
And then my phone started ringing.