I hated going back to uni each August. I was so far from home, I mean 4500 miles or more, and I wouldn't see my family and friends for so long. But then I NEVER went home, which was a bit silly given how homesick I was.
I still miss the place, but I am glad that it's over. I dreaded the thought of going to college in the first place because I hate dorms, and love my own space and place to cook. So now that it's over, I'm glad I did it, but I don't ever wish I was still there. |