Bleh

Its funny, sitting here in the lounge, talking about going to Italy and Greece for Christmas, and not having a home anymore. This is everythign that scares me the most about life here in england- the future.
Honestly, right now, if you guys could be praying for me, that would be great. I am thinking they call this homesickness, but I'm not quite convinced yet. I had to actualluy clean my room today in order to feel less overwhelmed.
I'm thinking I really want to go home for christmas. but I also know that if I don't take this opportunity to travel, I'll kick myself forever.
But its scary. maybe thats it- I'm scared. really scared.
I dunno. and I'm getting sick. lovely.
My room is the party room. well... quote unquote. there are other girls in my room untill 12 every night, playing music and screaming. can I sleep? oh gosh no. what time do I get up in the morning? 7. great.
anyways... sorry for the lamo post, buuuuut.... thats what today was like. rainy too. but then who is surprised?
ok, I gotta go, internet time is running out.
Sweet dreams and Canadian Chocolate,
Laurel