When I graduated high school I told myself I would never come back to the small town I'm from. I thought I would barely ever come home, miss any of the people or care about what was happening. I thought my life was just going to be spectacular in college. I thought I would be living a lavish life and the people back home would envy me. The truth is, everything changes, but you are still the exact same person.

I thought I would make new friends to replace the old ones. And while some people make making friends look easy, I can assure you it's not like that for everyone. In high school I had more friends than I could ever hope for and at some points, in college, I didn't even have one. Freshman year was kind of sad and the freshman blues is something you don't hear about enough. However, I came to realize that having two amazing friends is better than having 10 decent friends and now I feel so happy and lucky just to have my 2 best friends.

I learned that my home is actually a pretty great place when visiting for the weekend. I don't want to pretend I don't understand why I was so ready to leave. My family is absolutely amazing and I love them more than anyone in the entire world, but back in high school, our fights would get pretty nasty. Now that we don't live together we can be friends and I am able to see how great they all are.

I realized to appreciate what is happening now. I remember in November of 2015 all I wanted was to be accepted to College of Charleston and when I got accepted I was so happy and would sit in class imagining how fun college was going to be. I couldn't wait! Now that I am here I can't wait to graduate and be on my own, but I try and suppress those feelings so I can enjoy my life right now. I don't have any classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I wake up every day at 10 o'clock so I really shouldn't complain.

All in all, I never realized how much I would miss the simplicity of life in high school. I never realized that not coming home to someone at the end of the day takes some getting use to. Even though I don't want to go back to those days, sometimes I wish I had enjoyed them a little bit more and that I could watch them back,

(Also, a home cooked meal can ONLY be cooked at home. I don't care who cooks it or what recipe they use, it tastes better at your house.)