Liza takes on loneliness.

Sorry I can't be fun or motivational today.
I'm feeling a bit blah.
There is something about being alone here that is desperate and filled with loneliness. There is a definite difference between being alone and being lonely. When I was an undergrad in Virginia, spending the day all alone in my room might be something I did on purpose. It occasionally made me a little stir crazy, but it was usually relaxing and enjoyable. Not here.

I have more friends here than I did at my undergrad college and I definitely hang out with them more. Why can't I handle a day of sitting in my room, doing work. It's not even as if I am just sitting here with nothing to do. However, it makes me feel awful. I'm virtually on the brink of tears at the moment, which is ridiculous. Plus, it's times like this that make me desperate to go home. It's completely ridiculous. This shouldn't be any different than being in America, hundreds of miles from my family. I talk to my mom less than I did there, but I still talk to her AT LEAST once a week. I talk to people from home often. It just doesn't make any sense.

I haven't gotten nearly enough work done today because I keep focusing on the fact that I'm craving human contact (but I hate bringing all my things to the library....and working in the library in general). I think I'm going to have to make someone come over for tea or something so I don't pack my bags and go home.