I miss my friends back home. I want to go and talk to Geri, and make fun of Malcolm, and irritate (or try to, anyway) Sean, and take photos with Becca-ree.

I want to hang out and eat and watch a movie, or just hang out and sing along, and just be with friends whom I've known forever (forever is like, three years to someone my age. shhh.) and not think about exams or failed romance (okay maybe some failed romance because omg, people whom I can be completely open with!).

I want to go home pronto.

My dream last night was so bizzare, but it wound up with me being home.

Oh, home.

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