home, and it sucks.

i'm home from Andalusia, and i already wanna go back. thursday night we didn't do much of anything.. just stayed at tabitha and turd's. friday from 8a.m. to 5:30p.m. we were huntin'. it was a lot of fun, and carefree. that was the first time i ever shot a gun! i was so proud of myself. friday night we went to Aunt Amy's. that lady is crazy! but we had fun. saturday we got up and went to Pensacola to see Ash's family. saturday night around 9:30p.m. Justin Ainsworth showed up at G's house, and i aint seen that boy in almost two years.. and i swear i fell in love with him the second i saw him. we went and hung out with him for a little bit. i really could see myself with him..... which is weird. when i walked in my house after a few minutes, i just busted out cryin... and im still crying. for noooooo reason. ughh. i wanna stop school, and move to the country. needs some Jesus time. majorly. but i am seriously considering settling down and movin out to Andalusia.
this is justin... last night was the first time i have seen him in TWO years. and when i saw him.. my heart just dropped.