I haven't updated in forever.
Basically, I just got home from what is usually my favorite place on earth, California, where my family is. And where Sean is. I always leave there incredibly sad, for obvious reasons really. I live on the other side of the country. But this time, it was different. Something wasn't the same. I spent a week with my family, and loved it, but something wasn't right, and I can't put my finger on it.
I got on my plane this morning, and as soon as we took off I just started balling, and for a good 20 mins. The man next to me just left me alone. The plane stopped in Ontario, but it connected to nashville so I didn't have to change planes, nor did the man next to me. But I'm pretty sure I made him feel really uncomfortable. Once we landed in Ontario, I had stopped crying. He asked me what was wrong and I just told him I missed my family. Kept it simple. And then when I said I missed my family, it made me miss my family, so I started crying again. He told me he would be right back, but then grabbed his laptop and changed seats. I noticed when I got up to go to the bathroom and he was sitting next to this old man further in the back. Ha.
It's weird, because it's not that I miss my family. It's a different feeling. Something was different when I was there this year, and I have no clue what it was. And it sucks, because I feel like I'm missing something. This is probably making no sense to anyone. I don't know how else to describe it though.
Part of me is really angry for going to school in Alabama. I wish I would have just gone to California, like i'd been planning forever. I'm an idiot. California is where my family is. Why in the world didn't I go there! wksdlknslkfjan. I'm so mad at myself.
And I miss my family. And stupid Sean. =/
Basically, I just got home from what is usually my favorite place on earth, California, where my family is. And where Sean is. I always leave there incredibly sad, for obvious reasons really. I live on the other side of the country. But this time, it was different. Something wasn't the same. I spent a week with my family, and loved it, but something wasn't right, and I can't put my finger on it.
I got on my plane this morning, and as soon as we took off I just started balling, and for a good 20 mins. The man next to me just left me alone. The plane stopped in Ontario, but it connected to nashville so I didn't have to change planes, nor did the man next to me. But I'm pretty sure I made him feel really uncomfortable. Once we landed in Ontario, I had stopped crying. He asked me what was wrong and I just told him I missed my family. Kept it simple. And then when I said I missed my family, it made me miss my family, so I started crying again. He told me he would be right back, but then grabbed his laptop and changed seats. I noticed when I got up to go to the bathroom and he was sitting next to this old man further in the back. Ha.
It's weird, because it's not that I miss my family. It's a different feeling. Something was different when I was there this year, and I have no clue what it was. And it sucks, because I feel like I'm missing something. This is probably making no sense to anyone. I don't know how else to describe it though.
Part of me is really angry for going to school in Alabama. I wish I would have just gone to California, like i'd been planning forever. I'm an idiot. California is where my family is. Why in the world didn't I go there! wksdlknslkfjan. I'm so mad at myself.
And I miss my family. And stupid Sean. =/
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