  Well, it's official. I've gotten rid of my last piece of evidence that proved i'm from Arkansas. I went early this morning and got my North Carolina drivers license. I didn't want to get one from here, but my Arkansas one expires June 30th. I feel as though i'm saying I dont want to be an Arkansan anymore. That is so not true. I miss Arkansas. Well, maybe I don't miss the actual state. I miss my family. I remember how much I used to say I hated Arkansas and Cabot. How I couldn't wait to move out of state! Here I am living in North Carolina...and hating it.
It's no different than Arkansas. Which I think is what I hate the most. If i'm gonna live in a place so much like my home, why can't I just be home? I don't mean I want to live with my parents again. Although, I know they would welcome me with open arms. I want us to be stationed there. I'm missing so much by being here. I hate that i'm missing Mallory's pregnancy. I hate that I won't get to see my niece very often. I hate it! I hate it that I can't see my grandparents.
They are getting older and that really bothers me. I missed TWO great grandmothers funerals because I was stuck here. On a fun note, my written drivers test was super easy. Then I got to pick the background for my drivers license. Woohoo! I picked the lighthouse picture. 
