Walk A Little Longer With Me...
I've been staring at this blank Live Journal page for way to long. I feel like its sucking all reasonable thought out of me, everything I had to say isn't making sense anymore...I miss my sanity!(when I had it)
So I've moved out to Rexburg,Idaho and started classes. Home seems so far away and I miss my family so much. I really got close to my mom and sister-Nellie, while I was there. Leaving my house was the worst part, because I don't think I will ever see it again. When you make a house a home, it becomes apart of you, and 4 Davis Lane, was a piece of me that I will always treasure.
I can't tell you how much I would love to see you all at this moment. I think I would do a sumersualt and smother you with hugs and kisses. It actually might be frighting, to those of you who don't know me very well.I would tell you I love you, and express to you my gratitude for the moments we shared together. Every person I met was a growing experience I would live over and over again, without reservation. Jen H. and Merry I guess were my first friends, just when I thought my world was crashing all around me, they came in and introduced me to the friends I have now. I know over the months I've been negligent in keeping in touch with most people, but I still number you as friends.
I must sound silly trying to hold on to the past, but for a moment I felt infinite. Katie, Merry, Chris H., Jen, Grace, Heather, Brad, Sara, Andy, Brad, Karla, Laura, Chris (formally know as Oak),etc. For 3 years we shared many of the same experiences, I celebrated your sucess, laughed at your quirks, and felt sad watching you stumble and fall. You did the same for me, shaping most of my thoughts and decisions. We've now ended up on different paths, everyone's got their own agenda. It's cool, I suppose thats what growing up is all about. As I watch you from a distance now, I feel like I'm missing out on something.I guess it all comes down to I miss you.
Katie and Chris, knew me as no one else did, there absence has created a definite void. Katie knew all of my dreams and hopes. She understood my faith and taught me a great deal about compassion and trust. Chris, the guy I will never fully get over.He's totally real. He's content with himself. He takes you for who you are. I don't think there is a person who could hate him. He's just so freaking likeable. Sometimes it bugs me that I like him so much, so before I embarass him and myself...uck enough sadness. I've cried to much.
When things are down its best to be optimistic, so to end on a better note. I love my room mates: Gennifer(with a G), Amy, and Andrea. 4 girls in an apartment for 6, much sweetness. We've had alot of fun together, it was quiet interesting moving in though.Non of the girls were there, so I had to pick one of the three rooms to move into.Whichever room I picked would have to share. The first room was crazy, a 4year old with finger paint attacked that room. It was brightly colored and I assumed the resident was foreign, so I tried room number two. Entering the room I saw a confederate flag...hum and Yankee and a ????? I was concerned! So room 3 was the charm, texas pride. It turned out that the finger paint room belonged to Andrea. She is 24 years old and by far my closest friend out here, she served an 18month mission in Brazil, a total inspiration for me. She is finishing up school here this winter. The Confederate Rebel, Amy(21)was actually a sweet Georgia angel, equipped with a cute accent, and southern hospitality. Gen the girl I'm rooming with is totally cool she's 21 and graduating next semester in Health Education...the next PE teacher. haha, shes so funny, until her sports team is losing, then watch out!
I have alot to look forward to out here. I'm building friendships and really focusing on school. So far so good! I wonder how your doing, if your reading this shoot me an email or better yet call me: I could use a friendly hello: 1-(208)359-2199. I'm usually home after 6pm (central time, 8 Eastern).
Mormon Lingo: Word of the Day
V.L.-Virgin Lips: one who has not been kissed.
Andrea is 24, she is still in the V.L. Club. I admire her for waiting. She wants to kiss someone she really cares about, but at the same time I think she's missing out on one of the simple pleasures of life. Cuddling and kissing is a great American Pass Time that should not be taken for granted.
So I've moved out to Rexburg,Idaho and started classes. Home seems so far away and I miss my family so much. I really got close to my mom and sister-Nellie, while I was there. Leaving my house was the worst part, because I don't think I will ever see it again. When you make a house a home, it becomes apart of you, and 4 Davis Lane, was a piece of me that I will always treasure.
I can't tell you how much I would love to see you all at this moment. I think I would do a sumersualt and smother you with hugs and kisses. It actually might be frighting, to those of you who don't know me very well.I would tell you I love you, and express to you my gratitude for the moments we shared together. Every person I met was a growing experience I would live over and over again, without reservation. Jen H. and Merry I guess were my first friends, just when I thought my world was crashing all around me, they came in and introduced me to the friends I have now. I know over the months I've been negligent in keeping in touch with most people, but I still number you as friends.
I must sound silly trying to hold on to the past, but for a moment I felt infinite. Katie, Merry, Chris H., Jen, Grace, Heather, Brad, Sara, Andy, Brad, Karla, Laura, Chris (formally know as Oak),etc. For 3 years we shared many of the same experiences, I celebrated your sucess, laughed at your quirks, and felt sad watching you stumble and fall. You did the same for me, shaping most of my thoughts and decisions. We've now ended up on different paths, everyone's got their own agenda. It's cool, I suppose thats what growing up is all about. As I watch you from a distance now, I feel like I'm missing out on something.I guess it all comes down to I miss you.
Katie and Chris, knew me as no one else did, there absence has created a definite void. Katie knew all of my dreams and hopes. She understood my faith and taught me a great deal about compassion and trust. Chris, the guy I will never fully get over.He's totally real. He's content with himself. He takes you for who you are. I don't think there is a person who could hate him. He's just so freaking likeable. Sometimes it bugs me that I like him so much, so before I embarass him and myself...uck enough sadness. I've cried to much.
When things are down its best to be optimistic, so to end on a better note. I love my room mates: Gennifer(with a G), Amy, and Andrea. 4 girls in an apartment for 6, much sweetness. We've had alot of fun together, it was quiet interesting moving in though.Non of the girls were there, so I had to pick one of the three rooms to move into.Whichever room I picked would have to share. The first room was crazy, a 4year old with finger paint attacked that room. It was brightly colored and I assumed the resident was foreign, so I tried room number two. Entering the room I saw a confederate flag...hum and Yankee and a ????? I was concerned! So room 3 was the charm, texas pride. It turned out that the finger paint room belonged to Andrea. She is 24 years old and by far my closest friend out here, she served an 18month mission in Brazil, a total inspiration for me. She is finishing up school here this winter. The Confederate Rebel, Amy(21)was actually a sweet Georgia angel, equipped with a cute accent, and southern hospitality. Gen the girl I'm rooming with is totally cool she's 21 and graduating next semester in Health Education...the next PE teacher. haha, shes so funny, until her sports team is losing, then watch out!
I have alot to look forward to out here. I'm building friendships and really focusing on school. So far so good! I wonder how your doing, if your reading this shoot me an email or better yet call me: I could use a friendly hello: 1-(208)359-2199. I'm usually home after 6pm (central time, 8 Eastern).
Mormon Lingo: Word of the Day
V.L.-Virgin Lips: one who has not been kissed.
Andrea is 24, she is still in the V.L. Club. I admire her for waiting. She wants to kiss someone she really cares about, but at the same time I think she's missing out on one of the simple pleasures of life. Cuddling and kissing is a great American Pass Time that should not be taken for granted.