say goodbye love. . .

"I'm in the sky tonight
there i can keep by your side,
watchin the whole world riot,
i'm hidin out,
i'll be coming home next year."
-foo fighters, next year.

sure, i'll be home for 4, maybe 5 days if i'm lucky in november. but, for the most part, the sentiment stands. i'll be coming home next year. it hit me on the bus ride home as the shuffle gave me the foo fighters next year. (even though what i really wanted was fun's benson hedges, but it's not currently on the shuffle, and i can never turn down my foo fighters. and yes i did call them my foo fighters. not sure why. i'm getting sidetracked.) i will, for the first time in my entire life, not be spending any of the 3 major late year holidays (thanksgiving, christmas, and new years eve) with members of my family. at least as far as i know. which is kind of weird for me, but i guess it's a little like i'm growing up. or something.

i don't know. i guess, even though i'm going home in november, i'm there for a very short time, and for a very specific reason, it almost feels like an obligation, not something to look forward to (please don't get me wrong though, i could not be more excited to go home to see my brother get married) and then when my program ends, it'll be 2010, i'll have about 10 days (probably less, i want a job before semester starts) to spend with the folks back home. and then i graduate. and who knows after that. i think i need to start calling/emailing/writing my parents, siblings, relatives, and friends more. get in the habit now, for when i'm all on my own.

but if nothing else,
i'll be coming home next year.