I Really Wish I Had Something Interesting To Say

Greetings, squadlings!

I really wish I had something interesting to tell you. But I don’t.

I’ve been back at school for three weeks now, and while I’m not as miserable as I was when I first moved up here, I still miss home. And my dogs.

I love my roommates. I have three of them, and they’re great! That was a good part of coming here.

Other than that, besides suffering in my classes, I really haven’t been doing anything. The application for the school in my hometown is due on October 2nd. We’ll see how that goes.

I’ll give you updates as they come.

HAHAHAHAHA I HATE MYSELF

Greetings, squadlings!

I’ve been back in my college town, three hours away from home, for less than a week. All I’ve come to realize from that is I MISS HOME. 

Yes, it’s true. I hate myself for it, but I’m officially applying to the giant university in my hometown. The application is due October 2nd, and I’ve already started my essay.

Trust me, I hate me just as much as you hate me right now. giphy

I’ve absolutely loved my university. Despite roommate issues last semester, I’ve loved every second I’ve spent here. That being said, being too anxious to eat for three straight days probably isn’t a good sign. Nor is having a panic attack five minutes into my first class of the semester, thus having to sit in the hallway watching Parks and Rec for the remainder of the class period.

I love it here. I’m not going to deny that. But I know that I need to go home.

I thought I could handle another semester here, and I can’t. So, sometime in late December, you guys will know if I’m transferring, again, or if I have to stay here.

Wish me luck, squadlings.