Ermagersh Thernksgerving

I thought that when I got home for break, I would be happy to be home, I would hang out with friends, and relax all the time.

Well so far, I have played video games. That's it. I forgot that all of my friends happen to have full time jobs and now every day I'm bored out of my mind. Thank God tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I say that because it's something to do. 

Something else I noticed is that upon getting home, I found myself... not feeling at home, Its as if my own home and my own bed is secondary. My dorm room is my primary home. It's strange although I can't say I'm unhappy about it. After all, part of the reason for going to college (at least for me) was to get away from home for awhile. I think its definitely working.

I watched Indiana Jones too... so that's cool.