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Awoken by the same old voice of my mother, I fell out of bed at an awfully slow paste until my mother yelled at me warning me that we had 30 mins until we had to leave. Sadly.
I made my way to the wardrobe in attempt to make my self look presentable to the world. I picked out my old plain boring white t-shirt along with some acid washed skinny jeans. As I only had 10 minutes of my time left I had no choice but to put my brown silky hair into my usual 'messy' space buns. To finish of the most uncreative outfit off I filled my brows and applied a small amount of foundation on along with my false lashes.
As we left for the drive ahead I placed my headphones in and began to play some music. I was gazing out of the steamed window of my mothers Range Rover , reminising all of the memories I had out here in New York.
Deep down I was excited to start a fresh new life and meet new 'friendly' people. I hope anyway. But that excitement was getting blocked by my fellow emotions of sadness. But hey, we never know this could be the next best thing for me and I CANNOT wait to meet my new roommate, I bet she is so nice. NEW BESTIEEEEEEEEE !!!!!
