It's interesting to read my past blogs.
I've spent the last eight weeks at college five and a half hours from my home. And I've changed. I honestly didn't expect to change that much, but living on your own will do that to you.
Par exemple, I hadn't thought about boys for nearly the entire time I've been here. Tonight is different, for reasons I will disclose later.
Top Four Ways I Have Changed:
1. Cleanliness: All of a sudden, I've had a HUGE obsession with everything being neat. I can't stand it if my dorm is messy. I think it's because it's such a small space so it gets cluttered really easily. Also, if I don't clean, noone else will. My momma's not here.
2. Fitness: I'm much more healthy here at college. I'm not a fitness enthusiast, really, I just don't buy unhealthy stuff so much. And since I don't keep the unhealthy stuff in my room, I don't eat it so much. I also don't eat as much food because I have to buy it myself and I simply can't afford it.
3. Sleep: I require much less sleep than I used to. I often run on less than six hours of sleep and am just fine. I remember going to bed at 11:00 and still being tired. Except when I got the flu, I haven't been to bed earlier than midnight since I got here.
4. Green: I'm pretty into saving the environment. Not a crazy amount, but a little. I recycle, I think about ways to reduce my carbon footprint, I use reusable shopping bags (hello run on sentence!). I've been inspired by one Hank Green, an environmentalist and Vlog Brother.
Ok, on to boys.
I'm a science major so I really don't have time to think about boys. Like really. But there is one that's caught my attention. I haven't caught his though so it's fine. I really, really want a man in my life, but I know that I don't need one.
My fall break is this coming week, and I called that special someone back home. Appearantly he doesn't think it's necessary to come home for it. I'm pretty ticked, but to be honest I get it. Now that I'm a college kid, I get that we don't have the money to do things, or we have tests, or we just need to hang out with our college friends. But at the same time, I know that if role were reveresed I would do anything to be home to see him. Anything. So it stings. I realize that this should be a lesson for me to care less. In general, I care a lot more about people than they care about me. I don't mean that to sound self-serving, I just mean it's true. I would bend over backwards for my friends, whereas they won't fork out twenty bucks and drive an hour to see me. It's painful, but it shouldn't be unexpected.
It's always unexpected though. Always.
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