Today is Monday, January 28, 2008 and I feel that the day I will go home will never come. The weekend just passd and I see the other girls come back to the dorms happy and refreshed for the week because they just spent time with their family and friends. When I talk to people back home it seems that we grow farther away from each other each day. This is very hard because I am very close to my family, and being away from them is one the hardest thing I have to face.
When Friday comes I am excited because the weekend is finally here. It is a time to relax and have fun. Sometimes the weekends are not as fun as relaxing as I want them to be. I live in a dorm in a place where I do not know a lot of people or a lot of places to go. I might spend a Friday night with friends going out to a movie or to the club, but then Saturday comes and then they go to their families’ house. I stay at my dorm not knowing what to do. Saturday passes and nothing extraordinary happenes; Sunday comes around, and I attend mass and come back to my dorm. Then all the girls come back: at first I am happy because I see my friends and I’m not alone anymore, but then I become sad or maybe a little jealous because they have just spent time with their family. I do not have to opportunity to do so.
Throughout the weekend I talk to my family and friends on the phone. When I talk to them it is such a relief because I here my grandmas’ soothing voice and my friends’ laugh. Unfortunately the phone call has to end, and I am back to my life in my dorm. When I hang up the phone I always feel like my life now is so much different from when I left, and because my life is different my friends and I have grown apart. Even though I know they will be there when I need them most, I feel we do not have the same connection we had before.
Today is the start of the week and I am homesick, it seems like the day I go home will never come. I see the other girls and I’m jealous because I was not able to spend time with my family and even though I talk to my friends and family it seems that we grow farther apart as the days pass. I know the day will come when I see my family when that day comes I will be the happiest person on earth.
2 comments:
I like your paragraph. I like the descriptions. Alejandra i know how you feel now. Now that my mother and siblings don't live with me I miss them all the time;eventhoogh my sister and me argued all the time i still miss her alot. Well i necessarily do not know how you feel because i am not home sick because i have always live in California. I kind of feel how you feel becuase my mother and siblings recenty moved to Tucson, Arizona. I feel like you in the way that i miss my family too.
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