So this weekend was kind of rough for me. Friday was my best friend Rachel's 18th birthday and then today is my best friend Torie's 19th birthday. I wish I could be in Rhode Island with both of them to celebrate but I am here. I love Hawaii and I am content with my life here sometimes it bums me out when I think of my friends back home.
It is weird, sometimes I just don't feel like doing anything. I think a lot of people get the same way. You miss home and your known life so much that you almost become numb to everything around you and you just want to curl up in a shell and hide from the unfamiliar. I am so thankful that I have my mom around to console me when I am down. I find that I am desperate for people who truly know me.
I have found that I am becoming the mother figure with all of my friends. If we are out and one friend is having a bad night and wants to go home, I am the one that has to leave with them. Or if my friend is off campus and needs help, I am the one that gets called. It is frustrating always being on call, I wish responsibility was distributed a little more evenly amongst my friends here.
I hate to be so brief and miserable sounding, but it is a Sunday and I am allowed to wallow in self pity on Sundays! I miss my friends, bed, dad, sister and high school. . . I want a car, money and A's in all of my classes. These things are all completely feasible if I put forth the effort to make them happen. I do not have a doubt in my mind that I can make all my desires realities.
