back home.
you know, i love college. i really do love it. richmond is amazing. i've made some great friends and last semester was really amazing. but there is just nothing like coming home to your best friends, to the people you've spent years with and who don't want to kill you yet. coming home makes it feel like all the time since august never happened and we can all just pick up where we left off this summer.
i wonder what that says about my life at college. that with the exception of two or three people, i could be content to stay right here, right now. not that i don't love my friends at school, but most of them haven't made the same impact on my life yet. then again, i remember saying pretty much exactly the same thing this time freshman year of high school. after four years i'm sure they'll mean just as much to me. but right now i just am so happy to be back home. yes, richmond is another home and yes, i miss it like crazy. but i have some irreplaceable people right here and i'm very grateful.
this year has been interesting. there were some great times and some awful ones. it started out kind of sucky, with my car dying, but all the trappings of being a senior in high school are pretty amazing-prom and parties and such. graduation was bittersweet. the summer was the best i've ever had-graduation parties every weekend, two whole weeks with my best friend in the world, and some great times at work, haha. since starting at richmond, things have been almost all good. i lost one of the most important people in my life, my grandmother, which was a terrible time. however, i realized how lucky i am to have such amazing friends, some of whom were willing to drive an hour and a half to go to the wake, even though i wouldn't let them (thank you tony and kait). and how lucky i am to have found an amazing guy who will support me through anything. anthony and michelle and megan in particular, my other friends in general, have pretty much made my first semester at richmond awesome. college has taught me a lot about myself and life and other people, i think. it's very different from high school. it's been sort of an ego crusher. i've learned i have to ask for help, and that i can't protect the people i love from everything. college, and my grandmother's death, have also taught me to value my family, i think. i used to not really value them, particularly my dad's side. although in some ways it's causing a lot of problems, nana's death brought us all closer together, and made me appreciate them a lot more.
being eighteen has brought life lessons, as every year does. i think i've learned which people in my life truly matter, and i hope i've expressed to those people how much i love them.
overall, each year of my life keeps on improving. so i'm looking forward to being nineteen.