I'm home. Did I neglect to mention that before? Well, I am. And I really REALLY have taken up blogging, because I'm attending the family ward here, and it seems that that's the way to be cool in the ward. I'm aware that I'm 21 and not married. Do you think this is going to stop me? NO! You see, I'm doing what's the best thing for me right now, but I'd really like to have some friends here. I've never been in a family ward Relief Society before.
I've also noticed, dear Fairfield, that you've hardly changed. When I got back, I almost instantly felt that I was in high school again. Am I sad about that? No...I still love you just as much as I always have...most of the time. The thing I'm concerned about though, is that your drama hasn't changed either. I'm fortunate enough to have a brother, you may have met him...he's been around for 18 years... and so I get to hear the drama that comes from the hallowed walls of FHS. Well, the thing is...the drama included, it feels more like home than ever before.
Now there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about. This weather just isn't working for me. I understand that you're trying your best to make everyone happy, but the truth is, I think you're going a little overboard to please those on the extremes...I mean blizzard? Honestly. That was uncalled for. Thanks for balancing it out with days of rain. I appreciate that more than you know. Could we please see the sun? Please?
Well, if you could arrange it, I'm sure I wouldn't mind. Thanks for being consistent and comfortable. I've missed you, and I'm glad to be back.
Thank you Fairfield, for being you.