Freshman Year

My freshman year was so good for me. It was my first time being away from home (well, sort of). I quickly learned the things that I found to be important. These certainly did not include any of the following: eating a balanced diet, getting enough sleep, making friends with other girls, reading assigned material, or cleaning. Pretty typical. Go me. I also found that there were quite a few boys that I thought were cute and fun. They were all about to leave on missions, though, so they were extra harmless, right? Regardless, it was still a bit strange to be out on a date and then come home to read and reply to a recent letter from Sky. I was, naturally, torn. And according to him, it showed in my letters. I feel bad about that.