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So I'm home and it's Thanksgiving weekend and it's already Saturday afternoon. Time goes by so fucking fast... but what else is new? I've realized how much I don't really like being home. I miss Central because it has BECOME my home. That is where I live and that is where everything is to me. I never thought that could happen, but it's true. These past couple of months I have dug deeper into myself and found out more. I almost can't wait to get out of this house and go back to my home. I hate Galesburg. But I do miss my friends...