Acclimating...

Alright, I'm back. Finally got back in the mood to blog tonight. This past week has been insane with getting ready for college and such. Tuesday, I drove down to Logan with my mom and half my stuff (I had a class that I had to be here for Wed-Sat and I couldn't move in till my apartment till Friday) and we stayed in a hotel for the week. Friday, while I was in class, my family moved me into my apartment and got me all situated. I had an activity that night that was called the Taste of Logan and I walked around with my new friends and we tried new restraunts and got coupons and such. Go college kids. I stayed in the apartment all by myself that night (none of my other roomates had fully moved in) and let me tell you, I was not really lovin' it but I just locked my door and my bedroom door, put the pepper spray by my bed, and stayed up till one o' clock texting and watching Project Runway. Saturday, I had class which was pretty bummer but I went and it was a really great experience. My class was a class that was centered around helping freshmen get acclimated and everything so some things were pretty boring but some things were actually worthwhile. The first day of class we went and volunteered at a center for Spanish families. I met this girl named Aubrey and we immediately clicked and hung out all week. Saturday, we met in the auditorium and listened to our speaker, Luma Mufleh, coach of the refugee soccer team the Fugees. For my class we had to read a book and the book this year was Outcasts United by Warren St. John. It's all about the Fugees soccer team and the story is pretty amazing so it was a great opportunity to listen to her speak and see what kind of person she is.
I went and hung with my parents for a little bit on Saturday before they left. When they were leaving, I was having a really hard time with it because I knew that once they left, I was on my own. Moving out has been really hard because even though I know that I'll be coming back home, I don't think things will ever be the same again. I'll never live at home quite the same again because I've left. Once my parents left, I honestly sat down on the floor of my living room and bawled. Full on crying, hiccuping, sobbing, for about ten minutes (I was glad that my roomates hadn't moved in yet so I could just be upset for a while). Even now I'm still having a hard time because a part of me just wants to be home, plain and simple. I went to church with my friend Aubrey today and one of the hymns we sang was exactly what I needed to hear. #85 How Firm a Foundation. The third verse got to me especially:
“Fear not, I am with thee; O be not dismayed!
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.
It was perfect. I took the Sacrament and I could feel the Spirit with me. It was even better when I went to Ward Prayer with my roomates.
That's a little bit of college so far. I'll upload some pictures of my room and my roomates soon. My room is pretty cute and it's starting to feel like another home. Hopefully I get more motivated to write some more and not get so down and neglect my poor little blog. I'll be back soon.

P.S.
I have a crush. And it's really hard because he's home and I'm here. And I don't know if he feels the same. And I don't really like it. Oh well, I suppose. We'll see what happens.