Homesick AGAIN, Mike? I mean really...
Well, unfortunately, that’s the way it goes. It all started when some U of I people showed me an apartment that I was going to be staying in. May I note how I had no choice in the matter. The sad part was I wasn’t sad at all, I was happy, excited even. Rooming with my best friends, having good times, and...reality set in. There was no guarantee that I’m going to U of I. Hell, there’s no guarantee that I WANT to go. But, all the same, it hit me, hard. This entire weekend plus a little before that, I’ve been moping somewhat, being much more antisocial than I normally am. I eventually found myself even putting distance between my friends here, to maybe make it easier for me to pick between KU and U of I, to make it hurt less. Then, today, or to be more specific about an hour ago, I thought ‘wtf is wrong with me?’ (That’s for the KU people, by the way) I HATE putting distance between myself and the people I care for, and the entire time I’ve been here, I’ve been trying to bridge that distance. I feel like a hypocrite and I apologize to everyone if I’ve been overly antisocial lately. Really. But now, I’ve decided that this week will be my best week at KU ever! And, uh, to start this week off, I need to study for an art history test. Ugg, great start. We’ll see.