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?
posted by Chelsea @ 12:07 PM
1 Comments:
Awww Chanchett. Don't worry, once this internship is over we'll hopefully be close enough to get together and cook often. Think of the dishes we could make!
And I totally understand the "hits me in waves" thing. Same thing happens to me but concerning my never-ending singleness. All we can do is take comfort in the fact that the wave will eventually pass. :D And at least you're no longer around Durr. ;)
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