Homesick
My mom & step dad came to Portland for my birthday!! :D I was so happy they could come up because otherwise I would just be sitting in my apartment all by myself probably doing homework or surfing the interweb on my bday. Yesterday they left right as my classes started that day, so when I came home, it was to an empty apartment. :[ By now, I’m usually initially sad when they leave, but then I’ll be ok a few hours later…this time, not so much. It’s the day after they left and I’m still feeling sad they left here :/
After spending a few months here in Portland doing practically everything by myself (I don’t even have friends to hang out with over the weekend! sadface) I’ve come to realize something very important:
You can go and live in a place, anywhere your heart may desire, but without the friends and family that make your heart smile, it’s not going to be the same.
I’m trying to find friends, but I’m 1) I’m not good at it and 2) Homework consumes my life. The only friends I can come home to are the stuffed animals on my bed.
