Hate.

I hate this. I hate not being able to call someone I want to talk to. I hate not being able to text. I hate sleeping by myself. I hate not knowing what's going on back home. I hate to know what's going on back home but not to be there myself. I hate to make mistakes that I actually don't regret doing. I hate having to much time over to think about this. I hate dreading to go back home. I hate not being back home. I hate that this has been the best year ever. I hate that this has been the worst year ever. I hate that I miss so many. I hate not knowing if they miss me.

I just hate.. a lot.

The only thing that is good about this is that I get to snowboard all day.

xx