Wake up, get on a bus, go to school, get on a bus, go to my aunt’s house.
Wake up, get on a bus, go to school, get on a bus, go to my boyfriend’s house.
Wake up, get on a bus, go to school, get on a bus, go to my grandparent’s house.
Today I wake up and I have no idea where I’ll end up tonight.
I’ve learned that nothing is permanent when you’re living the life of a commuter. The past four years have been the most difficult years of my life and I thank New York City and FIT for that…but not in a bad way…I think. I have been nicknamed “Gypsy” by many of my friends and family because they never know where I am. Mommy and Daddy didn’t give me all the money in the world so to make ends meet I would try to stay at friends and families houses closer to the City since I live in Barnegat (aka East Bumble F***).
The reasoning for rebranding myself and doing this blog is because I’m not a New Yorker, and I’m not a Jersey Girl, I’m just me. I take one day at a time- every day is a new adventure. Plus, considering I’m always all over the place I’ve found myself looking for new tequila bars, clothing stores, and everything in between-so why not check out where I’m going next!
Just a girl from a beach town off to her next adventure: The Gypsea Girl