I feel kind of sick, and I have a feeling it has to do with me wanting to get home as fast as possible. I wish that visiting my family wasn't so stressful, because it's starting to get worse than the stress from school, and that's saying something. So here I am, downing Diet Coke by the can, hour after hour, just starting at this computer screen, wishing it would scream all the answers to me, because I'm confused about everything from myself to that boy, and all I can think is, "Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore." I wish I had the ability to NOT quote songs whenever the hell I feel like it, but it seems that's not going to happen. "So sick, so sick of being tired, and oh so tired of being sick." I want to go home. End.