Personal Blog Post #5
This is the last personal blog post, and I wanted to write about my growth from the beginning of the year to now.
When I first moved to college, it was honestly the worst few weeks of my life. I missed home, my family, my friends, and my boyfriend more than I can even explain. I would cry every night and count down the days until I could go home again. Last semester I went home every single weekend for about seven weeks straight. Every time I had to go back to school, I would bawl my eyes out because I genuinely hated this school
This semester things got a lot easier. I found a friend group that really matched well with my personality, and I got to the point where I would rather stay here for the weekend and hang out with them instead of going home. I have gone home about every other weekend this semester, but mainly for obligations my boyfriend and I had back home. I still get homesick, but it isn't nearly as bad as it was first semester. I think I actually might be a little sad to leave for the summer... (only a little bit though).















