Happy sunny sunday!
Also, happy July fourth for those in the states! :)
What’s new. Well I managed to pull off an awesome mark in my psychology class - so really I’m wicked happy about that. And I’m also kind of excited to start my other summer semester classes this week, even if I have to get all the books from the stupid campus bookstore - that place should not be charging 20$ for a novel I should be able to find for half that price or less at a bookstore, or even better a used bookstore. Downside is that I haven’t been able to find them anywhere…. sooo I’ve gotta fork out the dough. I hate it.
I complain about money way too much.
I miss my mom.
Come this September, I’ll have been away from home for a whole year. It feels weird. Home doesn’t really feel like Home anymore. My room/apartment doesn’t really feel like home because I know that it’s only a transitory thing. It makes me think; what is home and what makes it so? How can the place where you live, your home, not feel like home?
I don’t think I have any answers. I don’t even know if I’m even explaining it properly. I just want to know where I’m going to be two years from now. One year even. Knowing five would be great.
I don’t know how to do this.
I miss my mom.
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