Homesick

I haven’t felt home sick for a longggggg time. It finally hit me that I’m in Japan, and not at home with my family. I just spend the last half hour crying, thinking if this is going to be the longest month of my life or what. It felt good just letting it all out, because I think it was just making me feel sick the whole time I was at my host family’s house.

Back in NY, I’ve always wanted to have my own room, and now that I finally have it, it made me feel so lonely. Back in NY, I’ve always felt confined in my house, and now I finally get some peace and quiet, I actually find it eerie.

I miss everyone so much,

I miss my mom and her constant nagging,

I miss my dad and his silly movie references,

I miss my little sister and her over-the-top personality,

I miss A and his old spice body spray, and just how sweet he is.

I was just lying in bed and was wondering if this was a good choice. I realized that studying abroad is a completely different thing from taking a vacation with your family. There are so many more responsibilities and I am so afraid that I won’t live up to my host family's, or even my own expectations.

I hope this feeling will subside once classes begin, where my mind will be kept busy with all the running around town and meeting new people and going to new places.

*written 6/7/09

Maggie out~