So today was my first day of classes for the fall semester and that means that I only have fifteen and a half weeks to go before the semester is over with. I have the hardest semester too and its only the first day and I've already had three chapters to read along with a paper due next week already and I don't know how I'm going to survive.

I miss my boyfriend so much. I seriously love that boy and it sucks that I can't be with him right now and I haven't seen him in three days and won't be able to see him for another four. I just want to go home and see him. I know that moving out here was going to be the best thing for me but it seriously sucks not having anyone's support and a hard semester and Tim being 180 miles away :/ My heart hurts.

I have a job interview on Friday; let's hope it goes well because I need to make some money. Maybe I should still look into selling my plasma because they pay $250 and I could use the extra cash right about now. My dad telling me he'd pay my second month's rent helped a lot but I just need to hope I can come up with bill money for the next nine months. Why did I move again?


This place doesn't even come close to feeling like home yet.
:/