Now, on a more personal note.

Today while in church, it hit me how much I really miss home already.
You know how they say 'home is where the heart is'?
Captain Hammer had a point when he said 'Then your real home's in your chest', but when I talk about my heart, I mean my family. My friends. My dog. My home church.
I never thought that I'd be one to get homesick, and to be honest, I'm not. I'm heartsick.

This was the first time I'd been to church without my parents in quite a few years. Even though this isn't the longest time I've gone without seeing them (I think the record was 4 months) this is the longest time I've ever been away knowing that I'm not going back.
And it sucks.
I understand that it's part of the "growing Up" process but, quite honestly, it just sucks.
Yes, there have been times when I couldn't stand my family, and times (lots and lots of times) when they couldn't stand me. We argue and fight and are mean to each other sometimes, but I can say, with all the certainty in the world, that if something were ever to threaten us, individually or as a family, we'd be the strongest unit you've seen in your whole life. Because, despite everything, we all love each other more than we'd like to admit.

And my friends.
Oh, my wonderful, retarded friends.
You guys don't realize how special (sometimes you're short-bus special) you are to me.
You ALL know who you are, so I don't even feel the need to name names.

I guess this will all pass, and I don't let it bother me. I'm not the first nor the last person in the world to feel this way.
But it sure feels like it sometimes.

All I can say is thank God for Facebook and Skype.
/emo post.