Dear Blog,

     I'm sorry. I've left you out in the cold again. I know it was wrong of me, but I have good reason, I promise, my lonely little blog. These past few weeks, dare I say months, have been excruciatingly busy for me, for it's truely painful to have to deal with

a.) getting up at 4:50am every weekday
b.) spending eight hours at a job that I hate, because we literally can not do anything
c.) knowing that those eight hours of nothing could be spent doing so many more productive things
d.) not being able to do what I need to after work, because I'm too exhausted from trying to look busy all day (I'm not lazy, my boss told me to do this)
e.) knowing I can't relax on the weekend because we have so much going on (not complaining though, because they're all so worth it...they just make me tired is all)
    
     And, on top of this all, I'm trying to get used to the fact that I will soon be surrounded by hundreds of people I don't know, trying to make friends and basically handling living on my own. I'm not entirely scared of this, I mean, home is only a couple hours away and I can contact help whenever I need it. It's just intimidating to know that I won't be seeing anything familiar for at least a couple weeks. I believe I can handle college, it's only the change that I'm hoping I can get used to fast.
    
     It's not you, dearest blog, it's me. Those reasons are why you have been so deprived of new material. When I come home to check all of my e-mails and my facebook, I'm simply too tired to carry on and spend up to an hour writing an entry. I wish not to spend my precious few hours in the evening sucked into cyberspace only to come out moments before bedtime wondering why it's suddenly so dark out. This is summer, the one season a year I have to relax and enjoy being outdoors, the place that I so dearly love.

     So forgive me, my beloved blog, for leaving you for the warm vernal breezes, the cool nights under the stars, the marshmallows toasted over the campfires, and the coziness of a sleeping bag in our tent. Also, for dealing with thank-you cards, spending time with family and for sorting and determining which of my belongings is worthy enough to accompany me to the next stage of my life.

     I promise to always keep you in mind, but I cannot say how often future entries will be posted. I posess no knowledge of how much time I'll have in order to sit and write, although I hope I'll have just a little!

Take care, and I hope to write again soon,
Love,
Holly