Surviving Homesickness

I think I have been doing better than I thought in my classes. At first I was getting a little bit worried because there weren’t a lot of papers or quizzes being handed back and I just didn’t have any idea what kind of grades I was getting. In high school, it seemed so easy to track. I never really did badly in anything, and if I happened to teachers would come and ask me what was wrong. I kind of miss that, I think, because it was nice to know that someone always recognized if you weren’t feeling great or had had a bad night. But I guess I always had my mom, my boyfriend, and other friends there to recognize any problems like that. I am not saying that my friends here wouldn’t notice; it just seems different because they don’t know me as well. This must be the whole part about growing up and dealing with everything on your own.

Justine, my roommate, wants to go home again already but I don’t think I am ready to. Justine and I went to the same high school and also played field hockey together. I think it would just be a better idea to stick through the homesickness. I have found that finding connections to home here makes me really happy. For instance, on Sunday, Deidre called me and we went out to a movie. Deidre and I worked together at Tradewinds Ice Cream in Sellersburg, Indiana. It was nice to just get away from the same group of girls that I see every day. Even though I do love them, every day is just a lot for me. I want to do some things on my own with my old friends too.