no longer in the rainy city

CHICAGO

an amazing city. Fully of wonder and bright lights. This is my third week in the Windy City, and I have to say..I am pretty damn lonely. I started school, but its law school, a place where no one wants to make any more friends...except for me, of course. So far, this weekend has consisted of me, sitting in my apartment for long periods of time, staring out the window, building my dresser, calling my boyfriend in DC, and studying at Starbucks. Maybe I will lose weight from less drinking.
No friends, no going out = no drinking
I actually began feeling anxiety and depression this evening. I know the symptoms of those all too well. I reeeallly hope I don't have an issue with that here. I know I have a grip on my life, I just feel a little floundering right now. I am so used to being somewhere where I have constant support nearby. For example, last year, Kyle and I basically lived together. When Kyle and I weren't together, my parents were VERY close. close enough to jump on a plane and be in Portland in 45 minutes.
I suppose this is the ultimate test as to whether I can survive on my own. I hope I pass.

At present:
drinking a glass of cheap red wine after smoking a cigarette (no I don't smoke, just tonight)

Wish me well, my absent reader.