life of a broke college student.

Is a great thing, but it’s also a bad thing. I mean I love the fact that I’m on my own doing my own thing and getting to do stuff with out asking or leave and come home when ever I want. But I miss and love the atmosphere that I have at home with my sister, brothers, and parents. I never realized how much getting homesick affects me until I started to see how I was acting with Josh, my room mates, and the things that I was thinking about or saying. And then when I’m home I’m partying like no other drinking almost every night, happy, loud, and always laughing or smiling. I’m not saying that I feel terrible when I’m in LA, but sometimes coming back to the bay is a bad idea because it makes me not want to go back and I act weird when I’m back in LA. I love LA and I love all the things that I’m able to do and I’m proud of myself for being able to handle it and being able to live on my own and still keep at my studies. But I guess it just makes me realize how lucky I am to be able to come home and to have a family that makes me want to stay home longer. Its almost one in the morning and I’m supposed to be doing homework since I have a butt load.. lol Just random thoughts as I’m sitting here about to read for english..