time, please fly.

home, let me come home
home is wherever i'm with you
home, let me come home
home is wherever i'm with you

i feel lonely. when i know i should be happy. i have a caring host mom, good friends, amazing travel experiences, plenty of money at my disposal, and so much more.

but the one thing i lack, is the one thing that would turn it all around. put a huge smile on my face. make me feel alive again. and that's home.

that's my mom. that's my dad. that's my sister. that's amanda. that's matthew. that's all my friends. that's my house, with my little bed, my books, my cats, my comfy couch and big tv. that's mississippi. that's sweet tea. that's the english language. that's ole miss.

i'd do anything to be back there right now. unfortunately the tears falling down my cheeks right now aren't doing anything to make that time come any sooner.

i'm just gonna do my best to keep chugging along. one more month. i can do this. at least i hope.

makes my heart happy.

The facts and the figures
They overwhelm a stifle
everything that you thought you knew.
and the petty decisions that you think make a difference.
So tiny that they blow away like dust.

We are all embers
from the same fire

i've been on a really indie/alt kick with my music lately. maybe it matches my somewhat emo mood? who really knows, i guess it's just me trying to chill out. the good thing is, the more i listen to new music, the more i learn from it. it's easy for me just to listen to stuff like miley/britney/gaga/etc. that really has nothing but entertainment value. but lately i've been into stuff that's much deeper and emotional than that. except for damn katy perry and "california gurls". that effing song.

homesick.

so, music has become my friend. aka, a way to spend hours without even realizing you've wasted your day away. right now, this is one of my favourites.

wise words.

"great merit, or great failings, will make you respected or despised; but trifles, little attentions, mere nothings, either done or reflected, will make you either liked or disliked, in the general run of the world." --lord chesterfield


i always say, it's the little things in life that help me get by. minutiae matter. that's what others deserve, too.

forget respecting me based on merit or achievement. i want to be liked for the person i truly am.

bad day.

let it be noted that i have hit rock bottom. of the bell curve, that is.

i'm over halfway done in argentina. and today was one of those days when all i wanted was to hug my mom. and be in sunny oxford with my friends. and eat something other than rice and veggies.

of course, every other "bad day" i've had was followed by many good days. the good (or normal) days far outnumber the bad, thank goodness. it's just when you get a bad one, it's generally pretty damn bad.

but i'll survive. earlier today, i had an enlightening conversation where i determined i am anything but weak. i'm a strong person, a strong woman. and by god, i'll deal with my stresses and make the best of it all. i can't let my missing home or dislike of certain cultural aspects bring me down. when i get disillusioned, it won't be the end of the world.

because, "after all, tomorrow is another day."