I'm sitting in my dorm room in methtown, Illinois, at 8:17 AM on a cold November morning. I fell asleep around 8:30 last night and woke up at six. I have a final in about 11 hours that I'm disgustingly unprepared for.
I'm listening to Jimmy Buffett.
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I guess that's just what happens when you move to an area that's so different. I can't really say I know what you're going through--"beach to Illinois" is a lot different from "backwoods to small town"--but you know I'm always here to be your constant. You can make it through this, all right? Go home, recharge your batteries, and I bet you'll even be missing college a little by the end of break. It'll be okay.
hugs gimme hugs gimme hugs
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It's more about just missing the culture I came from, because this is nothing like southern california and nothing really is and i want the water back. the end.
i don't actually know what i'm saying.
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Travel is hard, dude.
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See. You come from a horrible place with awful people and your family is gross.
...I think the Runaways summed up my feelings about my home state quite well:
You are coming to visit if it kills me.
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