catching up

so, i think i have finally decided on a layout...after i finally got the pictures to upload. what do you all think?
moving on to more pressing matters, I AM HOME!!! and boy is it good. i mean i haven't been gone that long, but it feels like forever. i rode the train down last night and got into the Fullerton station around 10:40pm. the ride was nice; uneventful, but relaxing. it was so good to see my mom and talk to her. not that i don't' talk to her everyday on the phone, but i'm just not really a big fan of the phone and would much rather talk face to face. this morning i was awakened by my delightful little sister jumping on top of me. it was the cutest thing! you could tell she was excited to see me, as i was her.
this afternoon, i was able to go out to Valley and watch one of the girls' tennis matches. it was really an odd feeling being back there. i didn't think it would be, but walking around completely made me feel like i have successfully moved on. but at the same time i don't want to let some of the relationships i have formed there go and i hope and pray that i don't. there is really no way to describe it.
anyway, it was awesome to see the team, especially ms. admiraal. i really enjoyed briefly catching up with her. i also was able to see mr. bras and talk to him for a while.
after, i took alicia home and we enjoyed some reminiscing about the good ol' days and some convos about other topics as well.
when i arrived home, my parents had gone out for the evening and one of my friends that i've known since 1st grade had been babysitting kaite, since betsy and i have been at college. we also were able to catch up and share a few laughs as we played with katie and then went out to grab some golden spoon when my parents got back.
now, i won't say that i don't like Westmont and i'm not beside myself with homesickness or anything, but when i am home, i just feel so tied to this place. like this is so right and where i really fit in, where at school, i just don't have that sense yet. maybe i'm just too impatient or maybe i just don't like the fact that time doesn't stand still in my home and in people's lives, just because i'm not there living that time in that place or with them, but coming back almost makes it harder all over again. oh well, maybe i'm just too much of a homebody...guess i'll never make it out of So Cal haha. but for now, i'm definitely okay with that.
if you happen to think of it, keep me in your prayers, as this transition has been proving to be a lot harder for me than i imagined it would.
wow in a way i feel relieved and tense about admitting that on here, but i'll just go with it. life is a journey after all.