Tomorrow marks fifteen weeks of being away from home. This is the longest I have ever been away and I haven't gone home at all for any weekend or holidays. I am homesick. I've been a baby all semester and I think I've called my parents more times this semester than all three previous semesters combined. There's something about being away from home that makes my heart break. I better not marry someone who wants to live somewhere other than the west coast.
p.s. my brain is going to fall out of my head because of all the essays I'm writing. Good thing I'm kind of a fan of essays...
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Can I just say that another reason this semester might be so hard is cause I'm not there with you?
Do you agree? Good.
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