I can't believe 6 weeks have passed. I don't know when I'll be home again, maybe for spring break? Maybe not. 

I miss Andy already, I have that ache thing going on. Wasn't expecting that. "Don't go back to bitchertonnnn". I saw Donnie today. He hasn't changed at all. Acted like everything was fine, started getting cuddly and saying how he didn't want me to leave - I sat up and it was conveniently time for me to go. Probably should have considered that for the last 3-5 weeks, Donnie. 

I'm feeling homesick and I haven't even left yet. 

But I know once I get to school, and am with my loves, and either drunk or in disney - it will all be far behind me. 

Life is a funny thing, the phases we all go through.. so odd.