This is why I don't get my hopes up for things anymore because somehow I'm always disappointed. Today, was supposed to be the day I went to New York. Instead, I'm stuck in Chicago in a hotel by myself. Apparently, the rain was to bad in New York so all flights were cancelled. I'm supposed to leave tomorrow morning to Detroit, and then from there to New York. If the weather isn't better though, I'll be going home. Ironic how I'm in Chicago, yet still alone and inside on a Saturday night. Awesome. Thank goodness for Wifi and a flat screen TV. Thinking about hitting up the vending machine in a minute. I guess people say this is a life lesson and it'll give me experience. Surprisngly enough I didn't freak out or cry that I had to find a hotel and get myself here. Thank goodness for my Dad who helped me figure it out. My Mom on the other hand still hasn't spoken to me. Awesome.
Well, guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.