Home...sort of, I think?
Coming home for Thanksgiving Break is kinda of bitter sweet. I returned to Nashville in hopes of a nice and peaceful time. However, I feel that will be hard to come by in a way. We are living in a hotel right now. Not a house or apartment but a hotel. It was so weird coming here instead of my house. Tonight I drove past it. Drove through some of the roads that I used to walk about all of the time, remembering the places that I walked through. It makes me almost want to cry knowing that I can not go back to that old house. It is just so sad. .
I have seen the new house already but it shall just take some time getting used to it. It will be my new home just will take time becoming aquanted to it.
In other notes, things are going so wonderfully right now. Life is great. Turkey Day will be good, Friday and Saturday will be good 'cuz an awesome chica is coming to visit, the week will just be...awesome.
:)
Anyways, though, I must head to bed. It is time to rest. I must write a 15-page paper tomorrow on the Land Mine Treaty. Bah...kill me now!
Have a great day everyone!!
T
I have seen the new house already but it shall just take some time getting used to it. It will be my new home just will take time becoming aquanted to it.
In other notes, things are going so wonderfully right now. Life is great. Turkey Day will be good, Friday and Saturday will be good 'cuz an awesome chica is coming to visit, the week will just be...awesome.
:)
Anyways, though, I must head to bed. It is time to rest. I must write a 15-page paper tomorrow on the Land Mine Treaty. Bah...kill me now!
Have a great day everyone!!
T