|Current mood:|| melancholy|
::looks at the clock on the wall... starts writing::
It's your little Risti girl. Dover is everything and nothing like I expected. It's nice. I guess the people are nice... I've kinda been in my own little world since I got here.
I met Calista yesterday. She's really smart Momma. And really nice and pretty. And I don't hate her. Which is always a plus.
Classes were okay yesterday. It was the first day- so I wasn't sure what to expect. It was a little more challenging than classes at home.. but I'm sure I'll be fine.
::listens as the teacher starts the history lecture::
Okay Momma.. time for class. I miss you. And Wilson. But mostly you. I'll call you Sunday.
Love you Momma. Lots and lots...
::closes her notebook and starts to pay attention to the instructor::