A Boba Addict Becomes an Intern (and other stories)

I almost feel like I don’t know where to begin. First of all, this isn’t even the end of my summer in New York City. Although, my last full week will be this week. Life as I know it now starts from Roosevelt Island, a male cat oddly named Mimi, and the rediscovery of my love of soccer (despite not having much talent for it).