My Begining

I want to go home. For a while I just thought I wanted the semester to be over. But as it turns out, I really just want to go home. I was really psyched for senior week, and I still kinda am, but what I really want is to be home. It's weird, cause I usually don't get homesick, and I'm sure that after being there for a few weeks I'll be ready to come back. But right now, I just want to be home, in my own bed, with my family, with my old friends. Ian comes home this friday, and I just really really want to see him again. Honestly, knowing that he's going to be back makes me not want to stay the extra few days for senior week. But, I probably will end up staying, even if only for Mandy. She's been a close friend these past 2 years, and I want to spend time with her before she graduates.

I want it to be over. I want the work to be done. I want to go home. I want to see my family. I want to see my friends. I want to see Ian. I want to see my kitties and my turtle. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to write this script. I don't want to edit my film. I don't want to study for astronomy. I am so physically and psychologally tired. I'm tired of Denison.

This is the first I've cried in 6 months...