Whenever I'm in a position where I technically live at two places (i.e. is able to call two different places 'home' simultaneously) I get the odd feeling that whenever I am at one of those places the other place is surreal. It probably isn't just me who get these feelings either, but I'm just being my usual weird self and taking the time to analyze it.
Anyway...was home yesterday and yes it was very nice. My parents seemed to think that one week at college is enough for me to become thoroughly familiar with every single place and system there and in the interrogation (no, it's more of an endlessly friendly questioning session) that followed I was forced to say "I really don't know" many, many times, much to their disappointment.
I had a week at school, I've had two days of classes, how much would I really know about the system that the teachers work around?
Going back to Davis today...bringing more clothes...some other odd ends (such as my Rubik's cube because, you know, there's such memories associated with that thing) along. Here's to another week!
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