The worst part about living 12 hours from home is that I can’t go over to see my best friend whenever I want. I can’t just pick her up to make a run to Denny’s. We can’t have sleepovers and girls nights anymore. It sucks. Do I love living in St. Louis? Of course! But I tend to miss my family and friends a whole lot. I’ve been here for two and a half weeks and it’s definitely a love/hate relationship. I love having my own apartment and being independent, coming home to Tyler every single day. I just wish we were closer to home so the distance wouldn’t hurt so much.