So...

I'm at Whitman. And I am seriously, irrevocably in love... with this college! I can't honestly believe how much has happened the last month, all the crap, the sadness, the happiness, the make-ups and break-ups and pain and pleasure. And now. Now, now, now, now.

Now I'm undescribably happy. I'm not homesick in the traditional sense. Either I'm numb, or I'm just too in love with this place that I can't really feel that horrible, crushing loss of my home. I think it's the latter.

Yeah.

Honestly, it's so beautiful here. I could go on hours about the campus, the people, the clubs, the teachers (and I haven't even started classes yet!). I've been horrendously busy, and I honestly wouldn't want it any ohter way. THis is the first time since I got here I've had more than about a half hour to myself. So I thought I'd update. Not that a ton of people read or comment, but those that do... Well, there you go. I'm so happy. And yeah, I miss home, I miss my friends at home, I miss summer (mostly).

But I've been ready to move on for so long, I really can't say I want to go home or see myself wanting to go home any time soon.

This place. It's really... ok, this is corny... this is the place of my dreams. It's a perfect fit for me. I've felt that way since I visited in October. And while I'm asking all the what-ifs, and I'm nervous and whatnot... I can't picture myself being anywhere else.

AND I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I'M IN COLLEGE! OH MY GOSH!

I'm scared I'm going to wake up and realize this is just a dream. That Whitman isn't all it's cracked up to be. That I haven't already met some people I know I'll be friends with for life. That I have probably the coolest, nicest, most talented and considerate roommate ever!

Guys, I miss you. I do. I wish you were here too.

I hope all is well.

Thanks for reading. Hugs and kisses and all my love.