I want to come home so badly. I've been sitting here putting off a million things for about two hours now. It's been a pretty horrible day, and in some strange twist of fate it's not over yet. I'm really thinking about not staying for summer at all. If I do stay it's only going to be for work, which I'm sick of. I've got basically nothing else keeping me here. I'm not really close to that many people. I don't do anything fun. I'm not productive. I'm just existing at this point and that is my level of awareness. I've been reading a ton compared to what I used to, basically everyday now. I don't even have a place to live for fall, which I'm pretty sure that I'm staying for. That's why I want to come home, I'll just be back in three months anyway. I'd much rather spend that time with people that I feel really close to and who I haven't seen forever. That's it for now, I really need to do these papers.