i'm home yet i just left home. over the break i have finally realised that the place that for 17 years i have called home is no longer *my* home. It is home for my mother, sister and father, but not for me. it's a place ill come back for for holidays, stop by on weekends to say hi to the family, but not for me. i'll be moving out when i get back, going to kamp, just plainly getting out of the house. its weird. when i got home for the break i felt homesick, it's that void that i have always been describing inside of me so now i can actual pin-point it as being homesicknes. i'm homesick from my new home, the same feeling everyone gets after leaving kamp. its a moving experience and one which defines us as human beings. We're weird like that i guess. anywho i'm back in my pension, home. its weird, i just slept for almost 4 hrs and it feels weird to wake up in the pitch black. ew. i want greg to come home, i'm lonely and bored. i think ill go over to sarah and astrid's tonite and chill with them. oh dinner time, ttyl ppl