ugh, phase 2 of studying abroad.

If you've ever studied abroad you'll know what I'm talking about, if not, you can imagine...

There's this part of my life right now where I've scratched my head and realized, "Hey! I'm not on a vacation in Italy- I live here. I won't be riding on an airplane to end this two week vacation. I'm here for three more months."

I think this is the second of the four phases of studying abroad and I don't like it. I don't think I'm homesick, but I would rather be where I'm comfortable: in a dorm, at the DC, going to Chapel, speaking English, etc. Pray for me, please?