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[nya47]

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[anonymous]

i really want to go home because i miss him. i'm across an ocean and my heart still hurts. running away doesn't solve anything--at all, because the problems are still there, they just get different faces and different names.

i can't wait to be a teacher. that's what keeps me going through all of this crazy biochemistry gook--the knowledge that soon--someday, i'll have a classroom with a massive periodic table and awesome posters of albert einstein and stephen hawking and my very own chalkboard. that first day of class with my own students. a room full of faces with only names that will develop personality throughout the year. i just can't wait.

i miss america...i've been in england for so long now. i'm sick of being called a yankee (even though i'm from the dirty south). british tv is not funny...the food is really bad. i never eat out because it's always a disapointment.

i'm just ready to face my world again--to get my degree and a job. i'm scared to death of the real world, but here i am--ready to try...and it would be much easier to know that he would face it with me--but that's a luxury that i'm not going to have.