It's really different to be far from home, from family and friends, and from a place so familiar that you could go around wearing blindfolds and not get lost. It's extra harder when you're in a place that varies from what you have been used to. From not having room mates to having three, from real comfort in the comfort room to having almost none at all, from encountering the same people every day to meeting new faces every once in a while.
The past day was rough. I had a hangover from going home and just got back in QC only to find out that classes were cut. I could've stayed for another day in my small, humble town. The amount of time for nothing just made me think of what I miss: everything. I especially miss my family. My mom who may sometimes be loud and forcing but I wouldn't get to where I am without what I've learned from her. My dad who I appreciate now more than ever because we connect now and I can sense the value of understanding between us. My little brother who I really enjoy being with. Which reminds me, it's my mom's birthday today. Dang, I miss home so much.
Post-home-visit-shrills
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