Of course it could also just be the living alone for the past 6+ months getting to me.
Being back at home has been nice though. Things could always be better & I don't really feel like pointing out the things that have really been bothering me (amazingly enough), but I have less than a week left. I haven't taken any pictures with anyone yet. I haven't gone clubbing/dancing. I haven't even gone to a party. I haven't seen all of my friends at one place at one time. I haven't been up to the Space Needle, or around it. I haven't taken pictures in general. I haven't gone to the movies. I haven't worn my new high heels. This is actually making me quite sad. I should recap on what I have actually done...
I've gone to Pike's Place, Uwajimaya, the Ave (somewhat), Westlake (a little bit); I've gotten my hair cut; I've gone shopping at plato's closet, & I've spent a LOT of time at the rec center on base playing video games (& a little bit of pool).
*sigh* I just feel so weird right now for some reason though..
I don't know, but I guess I should get some sleep. I'm going along to the airport tomorrow morning to see my mom off to the Philippines.