One week until I go back to MIT. It's a little sad. I spend most of the school year a little homesick, wanting mom's cooking, and stuff. But now, at the end of summer, I really really want to get back to MIT.
It's not that I'm sick of home. All in all, home's pretty great. But I do miss a lot of things about MIT. The second biggest is probably the freedom of movement. (Biggest is, obviously, friends, so I won't mention that in detail.) I love nor-cal, don't get me wrong, but it's so hard to -get- anywhere. For someone (finally) used to the subway system and the bus routes (kinda), I come home, and I'm trapped here, unless someone wants to drive me anywhere. The nearest BART station (that's our public transportation) is 15 minutes drive away. There is a bus system, but I think the bus comes around to the bottom of my hill about once... an hour. Basically, I never see the bus, and I never see anyone waiting for the bus.
Another thing I miss is my room there, actually. It's smaller than my room at home (of course), and not as furnished, or nice, or anything, but I do like my room there. It's cozy, and I know where everything is. Of course, having less things there helps out with that quite a bit.
And of course the food. I love my mom's cooking. I don't mind eating it every day. I just wish there was more of it. Honest. So my mom's put me on a diet since I got home. It worked, I've lost some... well, many many pounds since I got home, but at the end of the day, I'm still hungry, and I really want some rice. Of course, the freedom to choose what I want to eat will be nice too.