I know everyone (including myself) is probably sick of hearing about this, but here it is again.

I hate it here and I want to come home (Houston, Austin, or College Station... it doesn't matter).

It just hits me in huge waves, this homesickness. I still have no idea what I am doing- no one has told me anything and it keeps getting pushed back. No one has even given me a freaking key to the building yet.

Right now, I don't even want to consider graduate school. I can't do this complete uprooting again for a while- moving to where I don't know anyone, somewhere I haven't even visited.

Why did I do this?