homesickness is a crazy thing
i was having the greatest day ever.... i didn't want to come home at all. but then i came home and sat around by myself, listening to belle & sebastian, and writing everyone emails back.
i was depressed
-----my lonely letter to the lonely sarah in japan-----
but on a good note, i do have plans for the weekend. and they don't include my host family!! wow, thats a step in the right direction. i am filled with paranoia that i am doing something wrong. always. no matter what it is i'm doing. like right now, should i really be on the computer? is my music too loud? am i sitting in the wrong position?
no, of course not. and if they say so. then....
i dont know.
i guess i will just comply