I'm in love with Hollywood, CA. But I've been here almost a week, and I'm just straight up homesick. In all of my nineteen years in existence, I have never once felt homesickness. Even when I was a young child at summer camp, I never got that pang of sadness when I thought of what was waiting for me back at home. Truth be told, I've always hated "home". My biological family ad I have never been very close, or for that matter, civil. Even at grade school age, I preferred to be away from home for extended periods of time, rather than at my parent's house, enjoying "family times". But now? Now I miss home more than ever. Maybe it's because I don't really live at home anymore. ever since I started staying at Abby's house, I've felt like I finally belonged somewhere. I feel wanted and loved and part of a real family. I love the Meier household. They treat me like a member of the family, as opposed to a burden. In addition to having a real home and family, I have the three best friends anyone could ever ask for. Abbigail Leigh Meier Ryan Matthew Throne Andrew Joseph Romeril Those three are my entire life. =] And of course, there's the boy. Oh, Michael Swank... Slowly but surely, I'm falling for this boy. :) Although I love Los Angeles, and all of the color, ethnicity, fashion, and glamour, I miss the boring flat cornfields of Indiana. So long. Put your blue jeans back on girl. Go home. Remember: Hollywood's Not America...