It's Really Hard to Cry Without Waking Your Roommate.

So I'm in college now...what a change.  I'm only 3 hours away, but it feels a lot farther.  It's so weird.  I've been here for one week now, and the first day wasn't too bad after my parents were gone.  Yes it was hard to say good bye, but not as bad as I expected.  Today is actually the first day I've cried due to homesickness.  It's  probably hard because I'm not busy with class, I finished my homework, and also I got a call from my mom today.  Hearing her voice was hard because it reminded me of home, and I want to go back and see my boyfriend and family.  I want to hold my dog, and lay with my cat.  I want to be the arms of my boyfriend.  I never thought it'd be this hard. During the day I'm fine.  I'm happy.  My floor is amazing, and we're always doing things together.  I'm still working myself into the group because I was doing work stuff since day one, but I can now feel comfortable just hanging out with them. The professors are also really nice (it feels weird not calling them teachers), and we are told to call them by their first names.   It's all really weird.  I even miss my brother.  I cried for an hour during the drive because he wasn't home to say goodbye to me.  He went to a party the night before and slept over there.  He got home at 7:30 the next morning.  We left at 6:30.  He's moving out of the house at the end of this month.  It's weird to think that we'll never live together again.  I know we don't really get along, but I'm going to miss him like crazy.  I just really want a hug from him now...even though he hasn't hugged me since we were really little.  I miss him so much.
The main thing I regret not doing was making things better with my boyfriend's sister before leaving.  I wish I could/would have talked to her and cleared the air.  She is really important in his life, I just wish I could have fixed everything between us before leaving for college.
I had one upperclassmen "friend" here already. He's really nice.  Except now he's not answering my text, and when I ate breakfast with him the other day with my roommate, it felt very awkward, which is new for me with him.  I have no clue what I did, but I really wish I did.  Especially because now I could really use a friend. And a hug.
It seems like it's been longer than a week since I got here.
My boyfriend and I have skyped a few times since I've been here, but I already miss him so much.  The thing I miss the most? Just lying in his arms.  Feel comforted. Like he's there to protect me, and like he loves me more than anything in that moment.  What I wouldn't give right now for one of those moments.  It's such a simple thing, but I miss it the most.  I just wish I knew how to make him feel better about everything.
It seems like it's been longer than a week since I've felt true friendship and love.  I hate starting over.

Two Great Days in a Row...Why Must It End

These last two days have been amazing! On Friday was my one year anniversary with my boyfriend.  We hung out at his house, went out for lunch and dinner, walked around part of a lake, he got me flowers and a stuffed animal puppy that has really big eyes on top of getting me a really nice necklace that has my birthstone.  The only thing that could have made it better was if we could have walked around the whole lake.  On Saturday I went to the local amusement/water park with a few friends for free through my friend's dad's work.  It was a lot of fun just to hang out with my close friends who in 2 weeks I won't see for a few months. I went on this thing called the ripcord.  You are strapped in, by yourself or up to 2 others, and pulled up 18 stories high and then you pull a cord and you swing and feel like you are free falling.  I went because my friend paid for it, and the third person who was originally going to do it chickened out.  So I decided to go. I got freaked out when I saw how high you go, and started to cry when we got strapped in. I closed my eyes on the way up, and when the spot light shown through my eye lids my heart started to beat even faster.  I heard the 1...2...3...GO! and my friend pulled the cord and we went flying and I went screaming.  I held on to my friend, and he told me that he wouldn't let me go till we had to grab the pole to slow ourselves down.  After another pass I told him to let go and I did one full pass of me just swinging with my friends by my side.  It was the scariest and one of the best experience I have ever done.  I can't wait to go on it next year and not cry...as much.