The Girl of My Dreams

So there are some things I need to say, publicly and in the open. There are no politics, no jokes, and no music news, just me bearing my soul.
A few months ago, I started talking to Skylar Howard. I we had met a few years before this, and were facebook friends, but we hadn't ever really talked. But when I said how excited I was to get to Harding, Skylar commented on it. And we kind of had a back and forth on the status, nothing big. But when I was in Iowa, I was really bored on day, and she was online. I decided to be random and say hello. We started talking, and then we spoke almost every night that week. I don't know what it was, but it was very easy to talk to her. And then she went to the first week of Kamp, and I couldn't help but wonder how she was, this girl I barely knew. And then I went to Kamp! Every time we hung out together, I, at the very least, had a great time. And when we got back, we continued to talk. One thing led to another, and we both said we liked each other. It was incredible! I never knew anyone I could relate to on this level, someone who loved talking to me as much as I loved talking to them! I can honestly say this was the first time I stayed up until Five a.m. talking to someone.
On the first day of college, we decided to go official. It was the most amazing feeling: I have a girlfriend! Three weeks later, we've only grown closer, even though we're far away. She makes me feel so incredible! She's my Beautiful girl, my Barbie doll, and my dearest friend. Every day I thank God for putting her in my life all those years ago, and for putting it into my mind to talk to her. Who could have guessed this would happen? I don't know how she puts up with my sarcasm, my bluntness, my strange sense of humor, and my nerdiness, but she does, and it's incredible. Every time I get the chance to see those green eyes, my heart falls apart. We may not be together, but we'll never be alone. Thank you for everything, Skylar. I can't wait to see what God has in store for us, Beautiful! The day I get to see you again will be one of the greatest of my life, and it'll be even better because I'll get to share it with you!

College Weirdery (Or: How Teachers are Terrible, Except in College)

Hey, everyone... And by everyone, I mean my one follower. So, College, right? Sorry about the lack of posts, college is crazy. And by crazy, I mean Seventeen credit hours. Which is actually a lot, so whatever. I've noticed some things about college that have pretty much blown my expectations of schooling out of the water. The most obvious of which is that every teacher cares. All of them. Almost every teacher I've ever had has essentially been terrible. They don't care. And yet, at college, where all my high school teachers told me they wouldn't care, they care more. Weird, huh? So... Why is this? I always here how teachers teach (There has got to be a better way to write that) because they care. And then I watch TV and hear about teachers unions losing their minds because they don't get a raise in a year where their state has no money and the cost of living has gone down. But NO, it's all about the kids. I'm not saying there aren't teachers out there that honestly care about the kids, and that the money is just a cool little thing they get out of it. But yeah, from what I've seen, most teachers have terrible priorities. I dunno. I wouldn't say I'm an expert in schooling, but I've been in school all my life, so there ya go. I'll probably post more later, but I am super lazy, so no promises. There ya go.