There are so many things to say but I don’t know where to start. I am in a love/hate relationship with coming back home… but that’s nothing new. I constantly miss Adam and Nova. I’m wondering how I’m going to handle an entire semester of this, let alone an entire year.

Unfortunately, this was my own decision and I’ve just got to suck it up.

Worth noting: I’ve found this odd new love of learning. I get honestly, genuinely excited to go to class. Or maybe I have explained that the wrong way… what I mean to say is that I dread going to class, but once I’m in there, I’m attentive and fully focused and ready to be productive and learn something new.

And considering I am taking basically all repeat classes this semester, I guess that’s a good thing, right? I am taking this to mean that I am maturing, somewhat, maybe, possibly.

I got to spend yesterday with Nova. A week away from her is almost unbearable. It refreshed me yesterday to be able to be with her again, but now I’ve got to deal with another week, and I am almost positive that by Friday I am going to feel just as I did near the end of last week: irrationally lonely and depressed.

I don’t really get it.

Oh well. One day at a time.

I just spent an hour and a half in the library at school doing (and completing!) English homework. I am now on one of the computers upstairs, rewarding myself with blogging, although I should really be rewarding myself with a good meal. Having a permit but not a license sucks. Having no car to practice driving with sucks. The sum of these things, having no immediate transportation, sucks the most of all. I am always stuck here for longer than I’d like to be.

I was also planning to go to the gym today and run, but that is clearly not happening today. I feel utterly and completely exhausted. Had to get up too early, and not even for anything worthwhile.

At least I did some homework and got to eat some ice cream. The latter really always makes any day worthwhile. Any day.