So...I'm back and while I haven't been here that long I am both glad and really sad at the same time.

I am glad because I am back and I will have school work and friends around me. But I am very sad as well because it is hitting me kind of hard that two of my best friends will not be here this semester. Vicci and Guy are gone and it kind of breaks my heart a little. I am here but two really good friends whom I have had with me since last spring are not. It is semi heart breaking. Even though I can still talk to them and all it is different being here and knowing they are not. The break is over and I still can't see them.

I love my school. But where are my girls?

Being back things have already fallen in to place. Two showers are broken and one toilet is already clogged. The broken stall door is fixed but precariously. The food still sucks ass and I am glad I have half a sub saved from lunch.

I am all unpacked and glad to be back in my room though. It feels like me here with the purples and reds and touches of blue and black. It is nice to see my roommmate's pinks and pale blues and brightness. It is nice to see the nature landscapes from the old calendars I threw on the white spaces on my wall and blank side of my wardrobe. I added some more Odd Love to the room with a purple and yellow garland I found over break. I feel sort of home again.

But again, it is a bitter sweet experience.

I get to be up at 7:30 tomorrow as well with a long and full day ahead of me.

I feel strange. I should be so happy to be back, and I am but right now I am just sad. I'll get over it but it is one of the bitter quarrels of college: how easy it is for your friends to leave.

Adios.
Peace.
~Lo