This is the first weekend I have been home since arriving at Wartburg two and a half weeks ago. I looked forward to it all week. This was my school's homecoming and I wanted to come back and see everyone again.
My mother was a little apprehensive about me coming home. I had told her all week how busy I was and that I would have to do homework while I was here, at home. She felt since I had homework I should stay at Wartburg and study. I probably should have. Either way, I am always going to have homework or something else that needs to be done. That is one thing that is really different than high school. In high school you can get to the point of having no homework, but in college you have a syllabus and always have something to do, whether it be due two days or a week from now.
Another thing that has bothered me while being at home is my sister. We are twins, so we are pretty close. As you know she is going to Luther, four hours from home. I just felt bad that I was coming home sooner than she will be. She was telling me how much she misses everyone and just wishes she could see them soon. One of her reasons why she can not come home very often is because she does not have a car, but she could rent one. She just made me feel a little guilty that I was coming home and she was not. I don't feel too terrible because I know I will see her next weekend as she is coming down to Waverly for family weekend!
So overall, my experience of being home for the "first time" has been pretty good. I have relaxed a little more, have a better outlook about how the next few weeks are going to go at school (thanks, Mom!) and have reconnected with the ones I love.
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