I feel almost forgotten. It's not like everyone checks their e-mail EVERYDAY though. So I just need to get over it.... ~Whimper~

I talked to Greg today and apologized for being such a complete basket case and crying so much during this past weekend. He understood. He said he knew it was hard to see people that you love go away; many never to be seen again. Mina summed it up beautifully. "It's not freaking fair!"

I'm working again tomorrow. I really wish it'd snow right now for some reason. Just get cold for an hour. To see the snow flutter down from the sky. I slept outside last night. Not in a tent, but on the cement patio. The stars were amazing. I can't even remember the last time I saw them that vibrant. So I snuggled up in my blanket and kept my teddy bear safely nestled into my arms. I must me hormonal, because I cried again.

I was homesick for friends while I was still at home. After how many days, I was already missing Calvin and the people I met there and the love that I could feel around me. It was a feeling of warmth and acceptance. I've never felt such a feeling.

I would give my exchange savings to have them all here each until their own departure date. Or even to take one...just one person with me on exchange so I'm not as lonely. But let me get this clear. I'm not worried about being lonely while I'm in Argentina. It's imminent. The thing I worry about is being lonely and hurting while I'm still here in a culture I've been emerged in my entire life.