perhaps it's a longing for what never was.
not homesick, per se, but longing associated with things nearer to home than Iowa.
Sara backed out, which is totally fine by me because now I needn't worry about what time she'd like to be back by. Actually, i was surprised she took me up on the offer even after I told her I was leaving saturday afternoon.
because, come on, that's weird. and a total waste gas and a weekend, by any other standard.
but I NEED to go home. because I forgot a crapton of important stuff, like two necessary pairs of shoes, more t-shirts (so my laundry evens out), and for some reason all of my sweatshirts are missing. presumably they're at home. Mom said she could maybe mail those things, but I don't trust her to get the right things of anything. *shrug*
plus I need to do laundry desperately bad. (wearing the last t-shirt in the drawer today!)
and the next chance I'd have to go home is in 2 weeks, which is kinda pointless then because I can't really use the stuff I need NOW if it's still at home. then 6 more weeks, then spring break.
dunno what i'm gonna do then.
michigan? road trip? home? royalty stuff?
blue skies, smilin' me....
nothing but blue skies
do I see.
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