So I took a trip back to New York for a week and I had such a great time. It was great being away from my mother. No restrictions. I stayed in a house with basically no adults, gave me a little glimpse of the future in college. I absolutely loved everything, I want to go back, bad. No one knew me as Diana, it was Dina or Deena, the real bitches. Dina was getting fucked up, Deena was running away from gun shots, and Diana stayed home sometimes (: Shit was crazy though. I realized I am not living life to the fullest in Georgia, because in Georgia I am afraid to take chances but that shall change. Next trip is to LA though, I have to go for my 21st birthday. But for now, Diana is back in Walton Co.