i hate the fact that everything isn't perfect.

yes i am having a good time here in college.  it is turning out to be the experience that everyone told me that it would be.  i am making friends.  i am learning so much new stuff.  everyone is different here and i love that.  no one is cut the same.  i love the fact that it is appreciated instead of frowned apon. 

but i hate that i am having a wonderful time when there are people i love out there not having such a good time.  i want to take some of my good time and give it to them.  but that is impossible.  that fact is so hard to digest.

everything should just go the way that i want it to dammit.  i'd be very generous if given the chance to determine shit like that, i swear.