There tends to be a moment right after one moves that just breaks your heart. You are not where you are supposed to be and you are missing out on all the good things you left behind. The last few days have been the absolute worst but at the same time completely fabulous. My flight home for Christmas was canceled due to a fabulous blizzard. Isn’t the weather just one of my best friends? The week I leave a snow storm and the week I try to get home, snow storm. Anyways, I am finally getting home tomorrow so the days I have had to spend here haven’t been fun at all. During my 4 hour airport ordeal of trying to get a new flight home I might two really great guys who have been super fun over the past few days. Also, I have this really great roommate who makes sure I’m not stuck in the house all day… so she takes me out at night. Thursday night was a very profitable night. First off I spent a good few hours crying knowing that Thursday night is me and dad night when the rest of the family is out doing their different things me and dad would grab dinner and hang out, just the two of us. Well that’s one thing I’m missing out on now and it really sucks. My roommate understood that I was upset and took me to old town where I met a really great guy who has already asked to see me again. I had to turn him down until I get back because not knowing the city or really where I live could turn out poorly so I’m going to wait till back up arrives, I hope that doesn’t deter him he really is handsome and charming… and of course moving away end of next month… best part… to Bozeman. Wow can I pick them. I figured hey why not anyways, we’ll have a fun month and then he’ll move away, no messy relationship. I think I prefer it this way. So to continue it’s been wild here but also terribly lonely. Can’t wait to get a job!
Happy Christmas all and if I don’t get back by the New Year, Happy that too.