Two and a half months have flown. I have loved it and I have hated it. I would do it again in a heartbeat yet there are parts I wouldn't do again even if you paid me. I have grown and I became a child. I was strong, and I fell apart. I have laughed uncontrollably and I have cried unconsolably. I was independent yet I was clingy. But most of all, I am better for the experience. I had ...
