Welcome To The Drama Department...
Sometimes, I really like Kentucky. Sometimes, everything is going well and I'm getting As (or Bs, I'm okay with being a B student at a school this academically rigorous) and I manage to maintain that positivity I strive for. Sometimes, I'm just getting by, but at least the song stuck in my head is a good one and that enormous paper that's going to kill me is at least on a topic I'm interested in, so all in all life is good.
And sometimes, there are days--weeks--like this one. Kentucky is gorgeous, and I'm glad it's finally starting to act like winter, but sometimes...Sometimes the people here are just...too much. Or too little, I couldn't really tell you which, but I think I've reached that point where I'm ready to go home, even if I don't get along with my mom most days, even if I miss school and schoolwork and independence.
I'm just...not having a good week, emotionally, but I've only got three days left till Thanksgiving, and then I'm outta here for almost a week. (Of course, then it's straight into prep for finals, but...it's the people, not the place, and I just need to not be around them for a while.)
And yeah, okay, First World Problems, whatever. Just because my issues are emotional and have to do with things you wouldn't have time to worry about in a third world country doesn't make them any less real, or any less important to me.
And all I can say is thank God most of my RL friends don't have any idea I have an lj, because it's very cathartic to be able to say this (for a given value of "say", I guess), but I couldn't if I was worried that they'll stumble across my hurt and angry junior-high-esque musings at a later date.
And sometimes, there are days--weeks--like this one. Kentucky is gorgeous, and I'm glad it's finally starting to act like winter, but sometimes...Sometimes the people here are just...too much. Or too little, I couldn't really tell you which, but I think I've reached that point where I'm ready to go home, even if I don't get along with my mom most days, even if I miss school and schoolwork and independence.
I'm just...not having a good week, emotionally, but I've only got three days left till Thanksgiving, and then I'm outta here for almost a week. (Of course, then it's straight into prep for finals, but...it's the people, not the place, and I just need to not be around them for a while.)
And yeah, okay, First World Problems, whatever. Just because my issues are emotional and have to do with things you wouldn't have time to worry about in a third world country doesn't make them any less real, or any less important to me.
And all I can say is thank God most of my RL friends don't have any idea I have an lj, because it's very cathartic to be able to say this (for a given value of "say", I guess), but I couldn't if I was worried that they'll stumble across my hurt and angry junior-high-esque musings at a later date.