AAAnnd we're Back!
Yeah. back from break. and what a break it was. well not really. but we'll pretend. My pretend spring break consisted of time spent in a big city, New York or Chicago, where there was always something to do, all of my friends and also lots of new people to meet. Miraculously this pretend spring break also had all the sleeping I needed to catch up on, and a little bit of a winning lottery ticket in there too!
We'll so much for make-believe :) In all reality I had a very boring break. Which was ok. I needed some boring down time. But by the middle of the week I was really tired of being at home and I needed to see my friends. Its just a really weird situation going to school in generally the same area that home is. Because, honestly, except for seeing my little sister it doesn't seem to matter if I come "home" or not. I get tired of hearing about everyone going home and doing great things with their families and friends when all that happens when I go home is me sitting around watching movies, working or deep-cleaning a house I don't live in anymore. Its really weird. I started cleaning out my room at home so that I would be ready to move in to the apartment at the beginning of June. The strangest thing is that I know that is my home, it always will be, but its become more of "the house I grew up in" now. Its my room, but I don't live there so at the same time it really isn't. I mean its not like I want my parents to throw me a friggen party when I come home, but it seems to not even matter. Like, Sarah's in Duluth so she's not actually coming here from far away, we don't need to do anything special. Or maybe I'm just being dumb feeling this way. Whatever. I just know that I don't feel like I want to/should/need to go home for a break again. I need to do something different. Yeah.
Ok sorry this is uber rambly and probably makes no sense.
loves you anyhow.
We'll so much for make-believe :) In all reality I had a very boring break. Which was ok. I needed some boring down time. But by the middle of the week I was really tired of being at home and I needed to see my friends. Its just a really weird situation going to school in generally the same area that home is. Because, honestly, except for seeing my little sister it doesn't seem to matter if I come "home" or not. I get tired of hearing about everyone going home and doing great things with their families and friends when all that happens when I go home is me sitting around watching movies, working or deep-cleaning a house I don't live in anymore. Its really weird. I started cleaning out my room at home so that I would be ready to move in to the apartment at the beginning of June. The strangest thing is that I know that is my home, it always will be, but its become more of "the house I grew up in" now. Its my room, but I don't live there so at the same time it really isn't. I mean its not like I want my parents to throw me a friggen party when I come home, but it seems to not even matter. Like, Sarah's in Duluth so she's not actually coming here from far away, we don't need to do anything special. Or maybe I'm just being dumb feeling this way. Whatever. I just know that I don't feel like I want to/should/need to go home for a break again. I need to do something different. Yeah.
Ok sorry this is uber rambly and probably makes no sense.
loves you anyhow.