The majority of people have big dreams and aspirations to move to big cities such as New York City. I had this dream when I was a sophomore in high school. Skip a couple years later this dream may actually become a reality, it’s such a whirlwind to me. A couple of months ago I applied to this decent school in Manhattan, Eugene Lang. A few weeks ago I was informed that I had been accepted, I could not believe my eyes. This was absolutely absurd, like me, out to the thousands of applicants I have a reserved spot to be a student in the fall. I have decided to go, I would be a fool to go but a fool not to go. How does one decide between that? I have decided to pack up my clothes and magazines in July to move to New York City. This is so scary to me, how does one possibly get everything that they want? I believe that I am ready to be poor and struggle to live in that island. My luck might just run out once I step off the plane but I will never know unless I make the journey.
