19.

No title for this. I can't really think of anything catchy or a song lyric to describe the last ten days that I've spent. Holy mother, it's been so much. Regardless of whether there was good or bad, it all just ended so quickly. I still remember getting off the place at Logan like it was even just a few hours ago.

I've done and felt so much since last Thursday. I've also learned a lot of things about the people that live in the apartment I stayed in that I guess was good/bad to know? It's a little strange. You seriously think you know a lot about your friends and they, themselves or someone else throws something at you to take you by surprise. That's always an interesting experience.

I've also been able to get a taste of what it's like to live on my own I suppose. I mean the apartment was shared between five other people, but it was a different way to live from being in the BU dorms last year. Actually buying groceries and cooking for yourself and all that. It is a great experience that I'd like to indulge in...not yet, but soon.

Here at home, money is actually pretty tight what with working a full 40 hour week and having class at the same time, which is something I'd definitely like to change at some point but I sadly don't make enough money to merit a change of pace like that.

It's so stupid, money. It always comes back and I don't mind spending it for other people on something small or stupid, yet you can't help but need it.

Got a haircut and shaved while I was up. That was something I guess I really didn't need to mention but eh. I always think it's something fun or interesting. New look! A time to experiment! I wonder what people will think back home. I know my parents will like it. They hate the whole scruffy thing. According to other friends from back home and friends from here it's quite a good look. I know it all really depends on what I think, but whatever. I have my people that I need to impress.

Ugh, home. It's so strange that I feel like I've already made a second home in so short at time back in Boston. Maybe it's because I'm well remembered by the people that go to school there. Maybe it's because I just needed a break from being in Miami. I always feel a relief when I get out...who knows? All I know is that especially considering the extensive amount of fun that I had there (even more than my last trip if you can believe it), I've left (once again) a piece of me in Boston that I'm gonna return to find every single year.