National Type Out Your Thoughts Day.

Hmm, what's on my mind.
Well, here we go.
(in no order, mind you.)

-I really do not like packing and unpacking and packing and unpacking. It gets so tedious. And every time I unpack it seems there's another reason for me to pack up on the way. College, hurricanes, home, college.. It's getting crazy and I sincerely do not appreciate having to do it so many times.
-That being said, I miss my Gulf Shores friends. I think it's a lot harder this time because I had just started to get used to the idea of not having them around constantly, and despite the fact that it wasn't exactly a pleasant thought, it was better than it is now. I spent time with them this week and saying goodbye this time was way harder. Even if it didn't seem like I was upset or whatever, I really was. I miss them. Badly.
-My dog ran away while I was home. Harley. She was missing for four days and then, after my family had dropped me off at Loyola and made it home, she was in our front yard. I was really happy to know that she was found again, but definitely bummed that I didn't get to see her before I left.
-We're getting a new dog, too. His name is Blackie and he's a big 70-80lb dog. And he apparently doesn't like cats, but does like giving kisses and chasing horses in a completely harmless way. I didn't even get to see him, either.
-Speaking of not being able to get to see people, I didn't get to see Bree before I left, which was a definite bummer considering she's one of my dearest friends, ever, and I really wanted to see her. I almost wish I wouldn't have gone to the football game Friday, but then I wouldn't have seen Sam or Gen or everybody else there, and that would have sucked too. I can't ever seem to win in the friend department. I always feel like I have to choose one person over another for this reason or that reason. And I don't think it's fair. Because then some people get offended when I don't consider them my ONE best friend. But in all honesty? I don't really have one best friend. One best guy friend, sure, but not one best friend in general. And, the fact is, I don't even fully trust some of my best friends because, as much as I love them, they're very two-faced and it's hard to trust someone when you've seen them talking behind someone's back. I just..I dunno. It's hard to explain without coming off as a bitch, which isn't my intention at all.
-Okay, so. My roommate is kinda weird. I mean, she's nice enough. But. She's so..awkward, really. Like. The kind of person who makes jokes that really aren't funny and drags out stories to the point that you have idea what they're talking about anymore. That kinda thing. And she isn't social, at all. She has this boyfriend that she's been dating for nearly two years and always talks about him. Okay, not always, but ya know. I'm pretty sure thinks she's way prettier than she is, too. I'm not saying she's ugly, she's just more or less average looking. And when she was talking about going to her job tonight, she said she was so glad she found pants to wear because she thought the only bottoms she had left to wear was a mini skirt and walking down NOLA at night in a mini skirt just isn't smart and she gets weird looks when she walks down the street during the day so she can't even imagine what it would be like at night. That's how she talks, too, I swear. Overall, we get along fine, but she's not best friend material. I prefer my redheaded boys and eclectic girls.
-These dorm rooms are freaking cold. Like. I don't know what to do with myself because I can't just fix coldness, cold.
-So, I'm kinda lonely at Loyola. I've made friends and all, because I like to talk and socialize, so that's not the problem. It's just I don't know that I've particularly clicked with one group, ya know? Like. In high school, I had the group of friends that I had grown up. I had my band kids. I had the ones I met via CLC, hah. And, I mean, I pretty much got along with most people. It was never an issue. And you knew everyone, really. Not -knew- everyone, but at least pretty much knew of everyone. And here, I -know- Millie, Ashley, and Bree. And that's not to say we hang out, hah. Because they're partiers and I'm really just not. I prefer one-on-one hanging out with people. I feel like I would have met more people if I would have done something in music. Because my game losing trumpet player friend from Rhode Island (ha, not Gulf Shores. I know it sounds like Sam. But, seriously, they're very similiar.) that I had talked to prior to coming to Loyola..well, we don't really talk. At all. Because I don't ever see him considering he has all music classes and I have all pre-med classes in the ugly submarine building. I guess it'll all work out in time.
-I think my English teacher is great. He reminds me of an older Dixon. XD
-Gah, I just really wish everything would be just peachy and work out. In life in general. Not just for me, but for my family as well. It's just so...shitty right now. It doesn't seem fair. Not that I think life is fair. But, still.