Yesterday was a perfect day. Besides all the early confusion, it was fabulous. Kris and I went to church, after church we went to my house and had bagels for other family members arrived, we all talked for a bit and then went up to see the house. I rode up on Uncle Billy's Harley, which was awesome, we took some pictures and had some laughs, then we all went seperate ways. That evening I went to Kris' house and had dinner with just him and his parents, which was very nice and enjoyable. After dinner we drove up to Jackie and Tim's for dessert and then we had to say goodbye. Today has, in a word, (in a crude expression, actually) sucked. Kris came over and said goodbye and for a billion reasons, saying goodbye to him today was a lot harder than it was at the beginning of the first semester. I shut the door, wiped my tears, and continued packing for the journey I wasn't much looking forward to. Off the 101, that short stretch on the 202 and here I am, back in college. I came into the dorm and Tanisha and her sister were here, then they left as I unpacked. I went to ride my bike around campus to find my classes but discovered my tires had gone a little flat, after all that work this weekend!! So I locked it up again and got in the car, needing to get out of here. Unfortunately the only logical place to go to was the grocery store, which never, ever puts me in a good mood. I had to haul all my heavy groceries to my room alone, which hurt, and it's friggin hot in here and I forgot to buy a plug-in and really tempted to buy a fan. This is so not how it's supposed to be. I am so unhappy and I shouldn't be. I just don't like it here. At all. Is it being away from Kris? I hope not. Is it the dorm? That may be part of it, but then, that should also be a part of the enjoyment. I don't know what it is. I just know that as I was driving here I was thinking about possibly staying here for a weekend, and now I know that come late Friday morning I'll be burning rubber to get back home. What's wrong with me? Maybe life at home is just THAT good. Everyone says they can't wait to move out and move on, well I like where I am. I love my family and my friends, love the location and the people around. I have a loaded schedule this semester. I'm hoping it will keep me busy and make the time pass. I'll hold my breath for next year. Carrie