Back in Massachusetts...

[__wolfgang]

Home is strange. It's not good, but it's not bad either. I'm miserable when I'm in my house; it's strange not having anyone around to talk to, or smoke weed with, or watch cash cab with. I'm hardly here. I've been at Kevin's more than I've been in my own house, I think. Living with my parents again is, obviously, extremely difficult. Following

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[mind_yr_beeswax]

it does indeed suck to go from living with fun friends to your parents again and is definitely more lonesome. my friends and i here are always stumped for things to do because it's usually impossible to hang out at our parents' houses. it severely limits our options.

it sucks that i'm so much further away and most of our friends seem to be relatively close to each other. or at least within a reasonable driving distance.

that's the worst about college...is that we're always in transition. we're always missing someone, some group of people.

[bitchplease_]

i have the following things to say about this entry:
i feel the same way about home, i hate not always having someone there to atleast sit and talk with. the smoking has continued, but i will run out sooner than later. it's just been helping me sleep as of late. and i too always feel like i'm gonna offend my parents in some way. it's silly, really. i AM, though, watching cash cab as i type, so that's exciting. i can only hope that in some parallel universe you too are watching cash cab and thinking about me thinking about you. hahah (this is a loooong comment, and i appologize). so anyway! i guess i just wanted to say i'm right there with you, but without a boy to keep me happy. at least you have that. things will get better when i visit you, so no worries.

I LOVE YOU!