Ok, so by reunited I mean for like an hour but still, seeing a friend from home was the best thing ever. I truly love that boy. But I now feel a little homesick. I love it here, I love my friends here, but sometimes I really can underestimate how much I miss people at home because I love ’em.
BUT this could be coming off the back of my first ever Christmas without my family which was weird. I had a great time, but it was weird.
Sorry, ranty and moany post and I do seem like I am forgetting the bigger picture which is of course me being in frickin’ America for a year which is an opportunity that most would kill for by still. I sometimes forget that I gave up a little bit of time with friends and family from home and that time is seeming more and more precious every moment I spend away from them. Again, bigger picture though, I am making friends I care just as much about here but there’s no place like home at the end of the day.