At last...

[laligin]

I get to go home. Just for a little bit.

The train I want leaves in eleven and a half hours.

And although I'm going home for a memorial service for my Guide Leader on Monday, for which I've been asked to write something (and believe me, that has screwed up my whole week. I was meant to be doing coursework and then that popped up and I ground to a halt and couldn't concentrate on a thing. Too late to ask for an extension, too close to the deadline to relax and try and get my head sorted before I had to work again... Never mind) I can't wait to be back home again. Sure, it's going to be absolutely miserable at points and I'm probably going to spend a fair amount of time in tears, but I do not want to be here any more.

Eleven and a half hours. I should pack.

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[dr-is-in.livejournal.com]

**hugs tightly**

[shirafuzzy.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

I know I haven't been on the last few days (computer went to hell, had to roll back to the way it was when Marie took it out of the box, so we have to re-download everything) but I'm always here.

<3

(And that's why I don't like going home either, for the miserable parts. >.<)

[tripartite.livejournal.com]

11 1/2 hours? That's not nearly enough time. ;)

I'm sorry you have to go home but I'm glad you get to go.

[ranamag.livejournal.com]

I hope Monday goes okay, and I hope that being home makes you feel a little better. Sorry you're having a bad time of it right now, if you ever want to talk about it you can call me any time. Either way I'm thinking of you. x