Kinda sad...

It's the end of the year.
My roommate is gone.
I am alone in our room.
And some people would just get up, call friends, and go hang out - because on their last night away from home that's all they would want to do.
But I don't. I just want to stay in my room and wait for the time when I can go home.
This second semester has definitely been more than a little rough for me (and seriously this is not me complaining or having a pity party for myself - I am past that stage now), but I'm ready to get back into the hanging out with my mom/with my family/working regularly (and by regularly, I mean almost every day)/having whole days filled with watching movies with my favorite movie buddy, Katherine Blais routine.
I think I just need the regularity, the routine, the LIFE (because right now I definitely do not have much of one), that comes with that.
No more sitting alone in my room...
Not to mention the fact that I HATE my dorm bed. Thank God that tonight is the last night I will EVER have to sleep in it.
I guess for the first time this whole year I am homesick.
And it couldn't have come at a better time, because tomorrow I get to go home.