back and rearing

I'm cold, but I'm back (at school). And rearing to go.I woke up this morning knowing that I would be making my way back to Belmont in the afternoon.I decided I didn't want to go.But I had to, so I ate my little breakfast roll (because I wanted to cook something for the last time before coming back to a dorm), made my hair a little more curly, and started to finish packing.And then by one o'clock, I had finally gotten the gazillions of bags of clothes, hats, shoes, Cheerios, makeup, green Christmas lights, journals, magazines, bedding, and hangers downstairs and transported them to my lovely little red car.With a couple of goodbyes, a surprise kiss-on-the-top-of-the-head from my father, "I-love-yous" and "I'll-call-yous," and a U-turn at the foot of the driveway to go get my running shoes, I was off.I listened to the radio. Mostly I like 107.5, but I'm a chronic station-switcher, so I went back and forth and back and forth so on.And then I got to school.And I was running late (of course).And I had food that needed to be refrigerated, and I wanted to brush my teeth, so I had to go drop by my dorm.So I pulled into the handicap spot, pushed the little hazard lights on, grabbed a couple of bags out of my trunk, and dashed up the stairs.I unlocked my door and realized I'd left the stupid bag of food.But it didn't matter; it was cold cold cold outside, so it'd keep for a couple hours.I did, however, grab my toothbrush, and proceeded to lock my door and brush my teeth down the elevator. I ran into a couple sorority sisters moving into TK and made my attempts at saying hi whilst brushing my teeth still.And then I ran to the bathroom, spit, and came dashing through the hall.And to my wonderful surprise, I ran into Heather, my dear friend who is an RA. And said my very enthusiastic hello-and-how-are-you?, and then I was off to the Student Center.And it's good to be back.I love seeing people I know.I love smiling at people.And I can't help but do it a LOT around these here parts.I hardly even know how happy I am to see people until I see them, and then I shock us both with my enthusiasm.Mmm... college.It's everything I wanted it to be now. In other news, I still have one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-NINE bags left to unpack, an extra-large twin bed to make, and some stamps to find.I should probably turn on the heater, too. I was burning up from unpacking my car, so I turned on the AC, and now I'm chilly.I've missed this place.I think sometimes maybe I'm only truly, completely happy here.That sort of worries me, you know, because it's different than all the ways I've felt before; home used to be the only place I found solace.I don't want to call here home, necessarily, although I'm not near as rigid about it as I was last year.Because home is home. This needs a new name.It's like how Laken Myers will always be my best friend.Regardless of who I meet and bond with and spend time with and love and cherish, I will never have the same relationship with anyone else as I do with Laken.And Laken's got the title of Kelly's best friend, so that she shall remain.Anyone else will just have to be something a little different, because they are a little different.So what are you, you beautiful land of education, friends, and a sparkling nighttime cityscape which I am looking at right now? Besides Belmont, of course. You need a pet name.Maybe I'll call you my "place at ease." That's a little wordy, but something else can come with time. Haven! Haven's a nice synonym. I am haven. Well, that doesn't exactly sound as good as I am home, but whatever.It's good to be back.