The Love of Summer

A few weeks ago, I went to a place that took my breath away.
New York. 
Cue every song written about the city in the world.
No place took more from me than this city did. Nor have I ever taken more away from anywhere, ever.
I want so desperately to live there one day.
You must understand. I didn't stay in a nice Best Western or little hotel. I stayed for four days in a townhouse in Greenwich Village. We were in the middle of the whole world. It felt that if I only walked a couple blocks, I could go anywhere.
And I could.
As much as I love the place I've grown up, New York is different. In a good way.
I'm a city girl at heart. I always will be.
New York is powerful and beautiful. In my opinion, more beautiful than the ocean or rolling hills or small villages.
Because, I mean, New York is New York.
I wish I could describe my whole trip in detail. But I'll just sum it up.
I met Kevin McHale at Serendipity3.
I got Daniel Radcliffe's autograph after seeing his show, as well as Sister Act.
I went inside the Plaza, which indeed is a very special hotel.
I ate dinner at 11:00 pm.
I experienced the bliss of Margherita Pizza.
I visited Chinatown, and bought $5 sunglasses. Coolest pair ever.
I went to the Upper East Side, and made myself feel like Blair Waldorf.
I bought shorts and a shirt from the 7-floor Forever21.
I went to every cupcake shop in what seemed to be the entire city.
I went to two street fairs, not including the Farmer's Market.
And that doesn't even come close to all.
So New York took my breath away. I could ramble on like a star-eyed fan forever. But I will spare you from my intense love for a city to continue on this update.
I registered at Powers Catholic High School last week, which is awesome. Pretty much my entire 8th grade class is going there, with a few exceptions.
I'm nervous, yes. I have all advanced classes, as well as Marching Band. And I'd like to do theatre. Huh.
I'll be busy this year, that's for sure.
Summer is the best, isn't it?
I'm spending some of it at my aunt's making some cash and watching children I love more than myself. Other bits will be spent at camp. Two weeks in marching camp. And one in Wyldlife. This week, I'm going to Pennsylvania to ride ATVs like a pro and feel the thrill of the wind in my hair.
Who knows what else.
Oh, goodness! All this from a girl who lives in the most dangerous city in the world?
Yup. Plus, I run this town every other night with my dad. I'm not afraid. This my city.
And oh how I love it.