In the Beginning

Alright, this is my first attempt at a blog and I don't expect it to be anything wonderful or popular. I think I may just being doing it so I have a new way of venting or bragging when there is no one there to hear me. You see, I've just started college very far away from home. I know that the only person I have to blame for leaving is myself. I wanted to go far away and have a dorm and freedom and a new start. As an only child, you always dream of someday having roommates. Well, I'm here before my roommates by a day or two... or three. I am always happy and feeling free and fresh in the morning but nights are very sad. I confess that I wanted to go away because there was nothing good left for me at home. Nothing had ever panned out for me socially there. Of course, that is, until the year I was leaving. That is when I accumulated the best friend the world has ever known (she walked to my house in flip flops, in winter, at night because I was sad about high school drama) and the man of my dreams who I am ridiculously committed to. Now, I am very much regretting coming here but only at night. In the morning I am happy just to Skype them. So that is the ever-long starter story and I pray the rest of my posts will be much more amusing.