So I'm all moved into my dorm room. The room itself is okay, I feel pretty comfortable in it. My roommate is very rarely here anyways, so I often have it to myself.
Classes are mostly okay. Getting up for my 8 am course sucks monkey balls, but I can still do it.
It's just....I really miss home. I miss my family. I miss Chris. A lot. And it's
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