no is no place like home...or is there..
well, everyone has packed up and left already, and I, after already having cleaned my room (no applause necessary), am here at ithaca alone...sniffle sniffle. Its ok though, you know why? Because I am going home!! YAY!!! I am not exactly sure why I am this excited. I think once you move from home, you realize the little things that you used to take for granted so much before. And what did I take for granted? The list goes on and on. I miss bubble baths(as i must have told harold at least fifty times already today), mom's cooking, lying on my couch petting my dog Sandy (whom my friends at home renamed Sammy because they thought it fit her better...dont ask), sitting on my back porch and reading, bitching to my brother at 4 o clock in the morning after having a bad night (yes, he always always still up), and of course my friends and family. I know though that once I get my dose of home I will be happy to come back here. I love it here. I love my friends and I love the freedom. I wish I could just take all of the aspects of home and bring them here. Then, life as I know it would be perfect. Hell yeah. Anyway, its time to go. Its a good day.