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Recently, I've moved from Baltimore to York on a voyage most young adults set sail on in their late teens. Yes, I'm talking about the college experience. I've heard stories about college, but nothing amounted to what I've been going through for the past month. My campus is a commuter campus and therefore means there aren't any dorms available. I unfortunately failed my license test and therefore do not own a car. So now I was faced with two problems; where was I going to live and how was I going to get to and from school? Searching for an apartment was not an easy task, being bombarded with too much information to grasp I began to panic. I was recommended to search on http://www.vacancy.com to look for a suitable apartment. Once I visited the website all my questions had been answered, an affordable apartment with accessories and was in walking distance of my campus! Can you say IDEAL?! So excited and full of anxiousness to live in this nice cozy apartment that I can call my own. A sense of independence, freedom, and maturity was instantly obtained when my family and I went to visit the apartment. I had the ability to be alone and socialize whenever I wanted to. The appliances were immaculate, I just can't wait to move out of my family members home and into one I can call my own!

Strand by Strand

"One mans hell is another mans heaven . ."

I'm so emotional and stressed, and its as if nobody can relate to the way I'm feeling. In the next 14 days I'll be shipping out on a new life away from everything I once knew before. The bickering and arguing is exhausting, especially when it's over the smallest shit. With each new argument I creep more and more out the doorway, with each cherishable moment and I find myself walking back into the house. I wake up with new feelings every morning, and a old emotions every night. Constantly battling my feelings with my actions, I act angry when I'm feeling nervous and cry hysterically when I'm excited. This is such an extremely new adjustment I'm going through.. and I'm jst trying to get the best fit.

If Love Had a Face

If Love Had a Face, it'd be you
Kisses from the sun cant even amount to
A gift from God, and a blessing so true
If Love Had a Face, it'd be you

Fights with no purpose, we all go mute
Rather go breathless than to argue or dispute
To me you're like the air that roams through a flute
If Love Had a Face, it'd be you

Doing everything old, acting like it's new
A feeling so pure it's obtained by just a few
There's no a vein your love hasn't seeped through
If Love Had a Face, it'd be you . . <3

July 31st, 2011 4:18 a.m.

Just poured a piece of my heart
and tad of my soul into this poem..

Jordan R. Wren,
I love you.