School starts next week. I moved up to the beautiful Logan last weekend, with the intent to come and stay home this week, to get a few last minute things done. Moving up was awesome. I've liked being home this summer, but I didn't realize how much I missed the college life. Coming around the bend and seeing the parking lot of the apartments all filled up, I nearly squealed. I was home.
I have a crapload of junk -- seriously a ridiculous amount, and I didn't even take all of it with me! I unpacked mounds of boxes, trying to make the room mine. I got most of my stuff put together, and I quite like the place, considering it's an old, plain white apartment with a bunkbed. I got all excited just to be here. Haha, then of course I got to spend the evening with John. ;) Way to make a better thing best!
Sunday morning I went back down for my parent's farewell talk. Great day with the family, but the whole time I was aching to go back to Logan. So, come time for Sarah to be leaving, I had talked myself into packing up my bags and putting them in her car. Impulsive, and I had a couple upset friends come Monday. But as much as I love them dearly, it was totally worth it to come.
I recommend starting a long-distance relationship if it lasts about a month. After that, especially if you're getting serious, it's simply far too hard. Phone conversations, even if daily, only do so much. I'm excited for the next few months. The past few days have been great as it is. =D I am certainly falling quite hard, even more. This morning he stopped by my apartment between scripture study with a friend and work. Knocked on my bedroom door and woke me up. What a cutie.
