and it was really beautiful and peaceful.
now, i can here one of the girls playing
frank sinatra christmas songs.
and they remind me of home.
with finals and life, i have so much going through my head that i could burst.
i miss my friend and my home.
coming home for christmas makes me feel old,
though i walk around campus always feeling out of place-
that i look like i'm twelve compared to all of the twenty-somethings.
all other christmases i felt like such a little kid,
but this year i actually feel a bit like an adult.
it's very bitter sweet.
flying home for the holidays is how i always pictured the holidays.
this time of year is so magical.
i just love it.