missing bedtime.

I had an eight o' clock bedtime for about a week. That didn't last... it's 8:30 and I'm writing a blog. Go figure. I don't really want to write, I want to make lists... so:

I miss:

• Mom
• Dad
• Jessica
• Home
• Holly
• Basketball
• The beach
• Being carefree, I shouldn't have taken it for granted

Things I've learned so far in college:

• Always have an umbrella.
• Don't wear white when it rains.
• Don't stand on your bed, the fan hurts.
• Eat before you drink.
• Don't be oblivious.
• Pay attention to road signs.
• Drive on the correct side of the road.
• Always have a GPS.
• Don't run past sunset.
• Sleep, is cherished.
• Don't set off the smoke alarm at 6AM.
• Class is important.
• Mom is always there, even at 3AM.
• Check for holds BEFORE registration.
• Tell people you love them, daily.
• I love small churches.

I'm going home tomorrow, and I can't wait. It's sad, I go home quite frequently and I get excited every single time. I guess it's true when they say home is where the heart is. 

beginning.

It's almost 3AM and I'm sitting up alone, procrastinating on my biology homework... this is my life.
A freshman in college, and hardly any friends. I am always wishing I could be home with my family and friends, and because of this, I go home almost every weekend. Come to speak of it, I'm at my sister's right now, and even though she is asleep, I still feel more comfortable than I would in Tallahassee. As you go through high school and you get in little arguments with your parents, you always wish and pray that you could be on your own, but when that time truly hits you, it's like a brick wall. You want nothing more than to be able to go back to high school and be care free, and that's what I wish for, everyday and every night. I know I sound like such a drama queen, and a complainer, and to be honest I am. Only because I'm not exactly satisfied with where I am. I like it, sometimes... and I love being able to make my own decisions, but the loneliness kinda wins the war.
I plan to blog whenever I feel the need, which could be 3 times a day or 3 times a month, but either way, you'll know exactly how I feel, because I plan to write the truth.


My wish list consists of:
Closer friends.
A chance to see Kyle one last time.
An average GPA after this awful semester.