Six week slump.

Studying abroad.
I never expected to experience such a roller coaster of emotions. I had heard of "home-sickness" and "reverse-homesickness", but I never thought I could experience such a smorgasbord of the two.
A month an a half ago, I was glowing. I had never been that happy in my entire life. My dream of finally stepping off the plane at the Charles de Gaulle airport had finally came true! I wasn't afraid to speak French, I was ready for anything.

However, its official, I've hit the "six week slump". If I could go home tomorrow, I would. How horrible is this!? I don't want to leave the amazing people that I've met. I selfishly want them to come home with me. I could just use a quick Rhody-recharge, and then send me back on my way.

Just like everything, the novelty wore off.



-- I'm sorry for Negative Nancy. Tomorrow is a new day.