Death spiraling.

The stress hit me this week. It side blinded me. Like, whoa, where did that come from?

I had a wonderful weekend, then it all went to shit. People, homework, activities, my state of mind...I won't delve too far into detail. Some of it is petty, some of it is real, all of it is giving me grief.

I miss feeling like I'm home. I thought I was getting there, but now that I'm feeling stressed I realize that there's no where for me to find comfort. Friends feel like strangers. My mood is tipsy like a drunken sailor.

My family gets here tomorrow morning and that ought to do wonders. I can't wait to see them.

I should write here more often, but whenever I get the chance I think I should wait, because I usually have something blog-worthy planned for the next day or something. But the fact is I'm always doing blog-worthy activities. I'm in freaking New Zealand.

Aight. I'm going to bounce back this weekend.

--Lizzie