Bad, bad, bad, bad idea.
I'm never ever going home on a regular weekend again, if I can help it. Whatever it is, it can wait for break from now on.
Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed going back home to see (most of) my family, eating good familiar food, and relaxing in the comforts of things I know and love.
However, my motivation for schoolwork is shaky at best, and going home simply was the worst possible thing I could've done at this point in time. It's Superbowl weekend before two major exams, I have homework, exams, studying, and a shitload of other things, and instead of putting my nose to the grindstone, I causally ignored it all and went home.
Not only did I bring home an entire bookbag full of schoolwork to do and not even open it, I forgot to do my online chemistry homework on Friday. Fuck. On top of it all, I really didn't accomplish any of my other goals. I didn't finish the FAFSA, didn't get the cellphone situation sorted out, delayed the haircut, felt bad asking for money, and I found out Dad is really trying to sell the house. It's so confusing. Cincinnati "feels" like home, but Purdue looks every bit the part.
I got back late Sunday night and have been working nonstop since. I just got done with my Chemistry exam and my Calculus exam (*shudder*) is Wednesday. I just feel like crap on a number of different levels.
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