Who updates regularly anyway?
At school again. The crazy, stressing, busy life that I hold here. Not only am I taking a heavier than usual course load, but I'm working 8 hours a week at a snack bar, working as a (sorta) TA for chemistry and picking up some tutoring. As if I needed more things to do.
Last weekend, I went home. I usually do not go home for only a couple days so this was quite unusual. But I got to stay with S, B, and D. I did go home to see my parents, which was extraordinarily important, but I did not stay there.
It is becoming strange there. My parents are bickering more than usual (due to my influence being gone? Or there?) my bathroom is no longer just mine, my room is being remodeled and just in general it is all changing.
My parents are planning on moving out as soon as possible. I told them before they cannot yet move out of NY but will be (eventually) leaving the state. This isn't a surprize to me at all, my mom has hated settling down. I know I am welcome there, and my parents would love for it to be home. But it seems, and feels to me, it is no longer.
Mind you, the apartment doesn't feel like home as well. While I do live with friends, we do not act as family. No family dinners, no discussions of what we (all) should do tonight, no assumption that we will do much at all as a group.
This lack of "home" could probably continue if I were to live alone. In reality I should never live alone. While I would eat, I wouldn't cook (I like cooking for many, and this is my problem in the apartment). While I would communicate and be social (yay internet!) I would rarely go out. This would continue into me being a depressed hermit. Friends don't let friends become a depressed hemit. Also, I could also become the couch guy at various local friend's houses. Eww can anyone say needs a shower?
I adore learning, and I love the institution I am at. But this year, I half wish I was home instead.
Last weekend, I went home. I usually do not go home for only a couple days so this was quite unusual. But I got to stay with S, B, and D. I did go home to see my parents, which was extraordinarily important, but I did not stay there.
It is becoming strange there. My parents are bickering more than usual (due to my influence being gone? Or there?) my bathroom is no longer just mine, my room is being remodeled and just in general it is all changing.
My parents are planning on moving out as soon as possible. I told them before they cannot yet move out of NY but will be (eventually) leaving the state. This isn't a surprize to me at all, my mom has hated settling down. I know I am welcome there, and my parents would love for it to be home. But it seems, and feels to me, it is no longer.
Mind you, the apartment doesn't feel like home as well. While I do live with friends, we do not act as family. No family dinners, no discussions of what we (all) should do tonight, no assumption that we will do much at all as a group.
This lack of "home" could probably continue if I were to live alone. In reality I should never live alone. While I would eat, I wouldn't cook (I like cooking for many, and this is my problem in the apartment). While I would communicate and be social (yay internet!) I would rarely go out. This would continue into me being a depressed hermit. Friends don't let friends become a depressed hemit. Also, I could also become the couch guy at various local friend's houses. Eww can anyone say needs a shower?
I adore learning, and I love the institution I am at. But this year, I half wish I was home instead.