I remember making this diary in the hopes of writing in it every day to document the drastic change that was about to occur in my life. I read over the one and only diary entry I left here and didn't know what to feel. So much has drastically changed within my one completed year of college. The last thing I wrote was about how madly in love I was with Alex. How hard it was to leave him. And yet, how much like home college felt.

Long story short, I went back home a couple of weeks after moving in specifically to see him and he broke up with me for reasons that still remain sketchy to me. I could elaborate on the story, but to be honest, I've told it so many times that I don't feel it necessary to write it down. And still to this day, it hurts to think about it. Words fail to describe the emotional distress that break up put me through. Likewise, words fail to describe the energy and strength I had to put into getting over this obstacle in my life.

I'm an entirely different person since that last entry. I've become much more outgoing, independent and studious. The high school me would not have recognized me today. True story. Even my life goals have changed. I am no longer a music education major. I am now flute performance with a minor in management.

I hope that I can continue writing entries here. I used to write on OD religiously in middle school. I can only hope that time will allow me to write at least a few times a week. This is therapeutic :)