before i get back to my homework.

I haven't had just a homework day in a while. I got home at a little past four today...which is just like the old days. I had time to just...do homework and not stress - which I should get back to shortly.

It was also nice to just spend some time with t and c yesterday. Again, it felt like the old days. A typical night spent next door, taking much longer than I usually would to do my homework. I miss that like crazy, and I drove by my old house, with the for sale sign gone - it looked just like it used to. Yet...it feels like a lifetime ago that I lived there. That makes me so sad to say. Really, it's only been 2 and a half months. But really, so many memories were made in that house...around that house. I don't know why I'm back in this melancholy mood more these days, just missin' it I guess as I get more and more rooted into the university routine. Maybe it's finally sinking in that we can't - and that I can't - go back. That sucks.

I really, really miss my white polo. I didn't know it would be so hard to transition. I'm glad that I'm still surrounded by a few familiar faces though. Today, in the library, (and before the library with E), A and I just moaned about how we miss PA. Well, it only lasted for a minute or two, but still. I guess it helps that I'm not the only one. Strength in numbers right? It's not so much that it's hard...although that adds to it, but I think I just hate changed and having to grow up.

It's like...I want to quit my job so that I can have it easier, have more nights to just sit here and do this, and do my homework. But really, where does that get me? I need the money, so the job is good. I hope that a month down the road, I don't turn around and eat my words by quitting my job. I'd like to stick to it, and just keep doing what I'm doing. It's not too bad. Just busy. It just means less time for myself, and less time with everyone, but again, it's all about learning to prioritize, right? It's just tiring, and really, the transit takes a lot of time out of my day. But meh, what can you do, right?

I just really, really miss the old days when nights like this would typically mean going next door, or having someone over to do homework together - or really, to procrastinate together.

It's just so busy. Always stuff to do, places to go, people to see.

I like being 17. I still want to be able to have fun, but it's so hard to fit it in :(

Also, my shoulders kill, especially my right one from my backpack probably, and bending over to do my homework in bed/ at a desk. I have terrible posture. Ouch.

Back to reading.