July 16, 2012.

Dear Journal,

Today I embark on a new chapter of my life. I'm going to call it Kurt Takes New York. I'm also going to use you, Journal, as a way of remembering everything that happens to me. I've never kept a journal before, so hopefully I can keep up. Anyway, back to my new chapter. I've just moved here, to New York City. Even though I didn't make it into NYADA, I decided to come anyway. I'm living with Rachel, which I am already starting to regret a little bit already. Don't get me wrong. She's adorable and my best friend, but she has these habits. I won't go into details now, but if something bugs me enough, I'm sure you will be hearing about it. I am hoping to get a job soon though. There's a bookstore down the street hiring. I might try down there tomorrow, I'm not sure. Oh right, I was going to write about NYADA in here. I am going to audition next year, I actually already have permission to do as such. They said my audition was amazing, but because they can only take so many people from each region, they chose Rachel. Of course I'm crushed, but Rachel does deserve it. Besides, I'm the fabulous Kurt Hummel, and perseverance is what I know best. New York is a beautiful place. I've only been here for about a week, well kind of, Rachel and I have only been by ourselves for about 3 days now. I think it was hard for my dad to leave me. We've always been so close. I'm happy that he has Carol though, she really is his rock now. I guess it's weird for me too. I've lived with my dad my entire life. Well, d'uh I guess. A lot of people have. Oh, there's Rachel calling me. We're going out for dinner tonight, and then to go watch my very first Broadway show! Wicked, of course.

Lovely chat, Journal

-Kurt.

July 16, 2012

Hey There Journal,

It's been so long since we've talked. I actually just found you under my bed and read through everything  from a few years ago. You were actually my best friend for a while, huh. I've been doing better now, Journal. Mom's out of the house now, and now it's just me and dad. It's quieter here now, the good kind of quieter of course. Hmm, let's catch up huh? Okay, so this is my senior year. I know, crazy right? The thought of graduation is absolutely mind blowing. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do next year, but I know that I am not going to leave New York. I belong here, and I know that for certain. What else can I tell you? Oh, I work at a book store now, for about a year now. My manager is super nice, and I really like everyone there. It's a job I really like too. So there's that. Hmm, what else can I catch you up on. Let me read a few of my last pages. . . Oh, Johnny. That's not a thing anymore. We broke up a few months ago. He cheated on me. I am not going to go into details because that's something I'd rather forget then remember. This year is going to be about the positive, and not the negative. So journal, if you see me being sad, or moping around, you have my permission to slap me in the face. Well, it's almost time for class. I should probably go.

Talk to you tomorrow,

-Blaine