But god I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss Western. It seems almost everyday something comes up that reminds me of Shelby or Kirstin or Katie or Liz or any one of my friends at that university. I never planned on leaving Western; I never thought I'd cop out, let alone so soon. My intentions were simple and very straight: I was to go to school at Western. Nowhere else. And since my enrollment at Oakland, it is strange to think that I DID leave. Permanently. I really loved Western. It's unfortunate, the way things turned out.
Not that I have any regrets. This decision I am confidant in. Even though I know virtually no one at Oakland (no one in my classes that is, which is all I have since I don't live in a residence hall anymore) I feel like I belong there, a feeling that I had to search for at Western, and even then it was very weak. So it's working out.
I still feel torn though. Like I'm not doing justice to either place. I need to defend both of my universities, and that's what I'm here to do. I'm not anti-Western; I really loved Western, it just wasn't in the right place and it wasn't the right time. But I love Oakland too. Oakland is for me, fits me better. But oh I miss Western, I really do. I miss those fifth floor girls and it's tough because there's almost nothing I can do about it. No doubt I'll try getting out there to see everyone, hopefully some time soon. But I met some great people, people that will always cause me to feel a twinge of regret about my decision to leave Western.
I miss them, Lizzy, Katie, Shelby, Amber, Kellie, and Kirstin. I have no words to describe it.