i feel so alone. that’s what it is. that’s why i was upset this morning as well. i feel alone. i miss my parents. i miss my sister. i miss my friends. i miss it all. im missing out. my sister gets to go to dallas and see my mamma and i know how much fun and whatnot they’ll have and im jealous. im jealous of the people finished for the summer. im jealous of my friends in sweden just graduating and celebrating everything. friends in dallas laying out by the pool doing NOTHING, not a care in the world. why can’t i be there? instead im stuck here with two weeks left, with a lot of work to do and no motivation. none what so ever. i want to get out. i might actually just go to the park alone. get some air, a breather.

not gunna lie i do miss having a tv, but some nights it’s quite nice to chill out with a good book as well. im currently finishing off one of stieg larsson’s books, in english. simon’s been studying, really well actually. and i’ve just been sat here reading, and i always get sucked into books. once i pop i can’t stop

every breathe i take. it’s hard to go back to the student life when you’ve lived a perfect weekend in harmony with your family. my parent’s took care of me. i was spoiled. i ate and drank amazingly good food and champagne. i had one hell of a trip. an experience im sure i will never forget. it’s hard being away again. i felt like a kid. like if i scraped my knee both my parents were there to put a band-aid on it and tell me it would be okay. i had no worries. i had massive laughing attacks. i acted like a child with my sister. i was genuinely happy. whenever i woke up i woke up to smiling faces. i don’t get that here. i guess i’m just having a harder time than i normally do when i leave my family. i love you all. thank you for an amazing weekend.