Home, come soon?

The funny part is that even as I'm writing this post I can see mental images of the cheerful, uncomplaining person I had promised myself I would be this trimester. But it seems like law school doesn't like it that way. Its back. With a vengeance. And even though today was a mostly a happy day, I can't quite wait to go home. Strange kind of claustrophobia. I think its mostly projects but it seems like everyone and everything is just getting on my nerves. Gosh. So annoying. Two days, two days. I keep chanting that in my head like some sort of vedic mantra. I can almost feel it now. Embrace me home, I am waiting for you to take me in your arms. Daughtry says pretty much everything :)


Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.


Come soon!