day 16: Cammie,

I think that we are so funny, so I watched our first vlog again. The hilarity level didn't change.

Lurve,
Me.

day 15: open ended.

erin left, and i got bored. 

day 13: we spent minutes looking for this.

day 12: Is this normal?

We are in a slump. Like the kind where you don't know who you are. Can someone explain what is going on?

day 11: i am aware that eleven minutes exceeds our promised time length constraints.

haley and madi are poop faces.

day 9: i locked myself in the bathroom to hide from visitors.

cassette tape by katie costello has become my all time new favorite song.
and it also happens to be my outlook on life lately.
have a nice day children.

day 8: we lasted a week

and chase is here,
and i made zero friends.
so i'm all alone.

p.s. kendall. 

we are no longer best friends .

day 7: i have a screen full of her boyfriends pictures.

i also have a lot of haley.

face time. 

it rules. 

day 6: Attention Momma Hurst, Cammie is high.

Online classes are just the peachiest of all. By that I mean don't take them. Unless you have to-like us.

day 5: le first day.

We be college kids. Supa fly. Supa hot.

day four: madi, that would be like sin 37.

we've been prank calling everyone, all day.
also, FaceTime us, because we have nothing better to do.

day three: how do we feel about vlogs?

Day two (part 3): five minutes later.

We watch this a lot. Because it is funny. EW.  You should too.

Day two (part 2): mandatory things.

Such as...
Changing your pads (whaaa?),
and freshman friday,
and Cammie making you follow your own blog,
and parking stickers,
and having fun.

Also, guess what ladies and gentleman-- today things got a little bit easier.

Day two: the fire drill was our alarm clock

free food

free t-shirts

orientation 

falling out of bed

awkward roommate encounter 

we are obviously freshman. 

Day one: So here is the deal.

First off-Welcome to our (Miss Cammie Rachelle and mines) college blog.

Now to the nitty gritty. I would love nothing more to tell you that our first day here was so spectacular and I went out and played beach volleyball for hours on end, took pictures of our dorms glory, and became best friends with our roommates.

But here is what really happened--
I cryed. A lot. I cryed last night. I cryed the minute I woke up. I cryed on the way down. I cryed while I unpacked my stuff. Heck, I'm crying right now.

Then, me and Cam watched funny videos and things were okay.
Then I started to worry, and things weren't okay again.
Then,  I almost puked when I changed my town to St. George and immediately wanted to change it back.
Also, we locked our door because we are afraid of our roommates and also the people outside. Which is actually kind of funny.
I am scared, and tired, and homesick and I want nothing more then to go back in time to the beginning of summer and have it last forever.

But.
I know this is the way it needs to be and that things will get better.

Yup.
But, welcome and don't let this first post scare you off. From our blog...or college.