Nothing beats home

being


homesick


sucks






especially when home is in California..but after allowing myself one day to completely sulk be a baby cry my eyes to swelling redness and my nose to that silly stuffiness...and maybe, now, after writing this post, i will be done with it?

And the thing is...also...I hate a lot of people here. I judge. It's hard not to. I feel bad for the freshmen, but I bet a good portion of them are tools and just as easy to hate as everyone else.

Steve might have said something earth-moving yesterday..."It all comes down to people. There are good Christians and there are bad Christians. There are good Atheists and there are bad ones."

I would like to find some more good people here at CMU this year...that's my goal.

but I just want to be home...

My parents came to America from Taiwan to study *my mom the first of her family to do so*...as young, scared, unknowing, barely english-speaking individuals. No real friends yet. Not understanding anything about America except what they were exposed to of the culture they got on television, in the news, through stories... My mom said the first time she heard someone say "Thank God It's Friday." she was very confused because in Taiwan the work and school weeks go until Saturday. Now, she knows. So, I will get over this.

Some images of what I miss the most...

it's okay my family is visiting me in early October and I will be home on November 21st...

and I'm strong.

:)

jrl