Home Sweet Home

I finally went home this past weekend. I was home for less than 24 hours, but the little “Clarion fix” was all that I needed. After getting off of work on Sunday, I drove home to Clarion until Monday late afternoon.

Sunday was pretty uneventful, but fabulous. I got to spend TONS of quality time with my parents, sister and dog, and ate a real home-cooked meal. After dinner, I headed to my old apartment (typical meeting site for me and my girl friends) and caught up with the girls. Mind you, it’s been a week since I’ve seen them, but in one week of our lives, there’s always something to talk about.

On Monday, I stopped down at the television station to see who was down there (no one, unfortunately). But I DID get a look at the new set! It’s GORGEOUS. People, take advantage of this classy new set (and the excellent learning experience) and get involved with the station!!!

I also filled out my graduation application so that I’ll actually be able to graduate in May. Scary. It’s the beginning of the end… but just the beginning.

It was really great getting to go back to Clarion for a little bit. College is such a great place, regardless of where you attend. You could attend a really large school in Southern California or a small school like Clarion, and I’ll guarantee the following… You’ll make some of the best friends, make some of the best memories, and learn a lot of life lessons—both in and out of the classroom. It might be tough at first. There may be times that you hate it. But there will be those times no matter where you go. You might get homesick, think that you’ll never make any friends, but even the most anti-social person is bound to meet some friends at college.

For me, it’s getting easier and easier living away from home. I’m not going to lie, it was REALLY tough this past week. I missed my dog, my family, and wanted SOOOO badly to be partaking in the memory making that my friends are doing right now. I’d sit at home and stalk their away messages and read “out with the girls…” or “catching up with the girls…” or “at the rec with so-and-so” and I wanted MORE THAN ANYTHING to be doing that too. However, I also know that they’re all just a phone call away, and aren’t going anywhere. They also were very good friends and made sure to remind me how much they missed me (ALL the time… several times a day). So, I’m surviving. It’ll continue to get easier. I’ll eventually make some real friends down here. I’ll still get visits, and I’ll go home to visit too. Things will be fine.

At least now I FINALLY have ONE friend from Clarion living down here with me—my landlord let me bring my dog down here! Now my friends and family won’t have to listen to me complain about how badly I miss him!

That’s all for now, I’ve (once again) typed a novel. Sorry about that, but hope you enjoyed!!!