Oh Oglethorpe, Oh Oglethorpe.

I am thankfully back at Oglethorpe and very happy to be here despite my worrying about change the past few days. Driving through downtown Atlanta in the heavy traffic that as a whole travels much faster than what is safe I finally started to feel like I was home again after leaving what felt like home about three or four months ago. As the familiarity of the roads and the intimacy I felt with the are increased the more I felt at home and the more my worry of every changing thing melted. We pulled into Oglethorpe, I saw Jos’ car, and everything seemed to be okay. As we, my parents and I, were walking out of Emerson Jos yelled out ‘WEEE OONNE!’ and gave me a huge hug. Joseph, Kev, Dan, Hilary, and Justin followed. Man, I love those people. Joseph like the amazing friend he is helped me move in and offered to move around furniture, but we already had, and offered to lower my bed which I mistakenly raised. …I think I’m going to take him up on that offer. I am way to short for this bed. We all went to dinner. I got to go work out at a lesser quality gym than the one I got to use during July, but I didn’t have to pay extra for this gym. Oh ya, that’s right, savings are where it’s at. I had an interesting experience in a broken handicap shower thing. Let’s just say that shower has to be fixed. THEN! Most importantly I got to color and watch Pokémon and spend time talking to Justin which was all so win. I’ve missed my friends. I’m happy to be home. The only things wrong with tonight are: My fridge which already has food in it also has mold in it, there is a bug flying in my room, I have a mosquito bit on my thigh that itches like a something itchy and I have to unpack this.

All in all though, I don't think those problems are big at all considering I'm finally here again. (Well, there are a bunch of boxes under my bed too.)