First Post

Already it has been a month since school has let out for the summer and I am already feeling the consequences of staying home.  I think that soon I might actually go insane.  I guess that's what happens when someone spends eight months in a city, where something is always happening and public transportation is available, and then has to remove said self to schlepp around in the country for three months.  It is almost surreal really, that I never once thought that after becoming independent and happy all that time that I would have to come back.  Why wasn't that ever part of my plan?  There should be some kind of therapy group for students who decide to stay home for the summer instead of renting an apartment.  I don't know how everyone else does it, I really don't.  Maybe its because most normal people have jobs, cars, lives...and most people that know me can tell you that I am not the most normal person in the world.  I guess it is a lesson I should have learned and everything else will turn out all right.  Hopefully, anyhow.  I'm not really sure as to how well I will be at this 'blogging' thing, but Eileen says it will be fine, so I really hope she knows what she's talking about.