I've spent about a month in college. Yay, right? I like it here, but it just feels weird. I have my homesick days curled up in a blanket, being sad, and I have days where my roomie and I chill at the Civil War fair and shoot of musket blanks. So its good and bad. It feels weird though. My psycholog class makes me study in-depth who I am and I find I can't give as many answers as questions ask, but it does make me thing about things. Half the time I feel guilty when I have fun and Dan isn't around. And the more time I spend here, the more what I forget what its like at hime. I count the days till my break where I can spend time with my dog, my friends, and Dan.

I'm homesick.