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Sometimes I regret going to school so far away...not often, and not for long periods of time. But sometimes.
I miss home a lot right now. It completely sucks not being able to go home. I looked up plane tickets today, $240 each way...how ridiculous.
All my friends are starting to go home for the rest of the summer and I don't get to. Chris is coming back for a few days but then he's leaving again, so that whole lonely feeling sets in. I love the city and I love my apartment, but I'm just sad.
Sometimes you just need to be in your old bed, in your own house, with your family. It just sucks I only get to see mine 3 times a year, if that. The next time I'll be home is Thanksgiving..then after that at Christmas I go straight to Florida and back again. So I get to be home in STL for 2 weeks in 2010 - literally. I went home for a week in the spring and a week in the fall.
Kind of wishing I would have thought this one through fully before shipping up and moving to Boston. Of course I don't regret it, I'm in love with Boston..
but a little part of me is in love with St. Louis too, and I don't want to lose that part. I don't want to only see my little brother grow up for a couple weeks out of the year, every time I go home I'm cruelly reminded he's not so little anymore. I feel like I'm completely disconnected from everything that made me who I am today.

Anyway, that's my shpeel...and now it's over so I can be done complaining about my situation, grow up, and move on. I can't change the fact I can't go home, so there's no use crying over it anymore.

love love love,
me

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