I've been here a month.
While I feel like I've made some really awesome friends and learned a lot, somehow it's still surreal and a little bit painful. I miss my mommy and John and my puppy. And I hardly see my brother. I don't want to be boy crazy and I am. I want to be liked and I'm scared I'm not. Classes have become mundane and I just don't care.
I'm tired of being sick.