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this, i maybe should not be thinking about, but since i am i might as well put the info out there:

in 18 days the final draft of my directed independent study project is due.
in 20 days the program is completely and totally over.
in 22 days i will go to mexico and see my parents.
in 25 days it's christmas.
in 27 days i fly home and sleep in my own santa monica bed.

for the last few weeks my feelings on coming home have been swinging back and forth like a pendulum or a bipolar person or i don't know what else. some times i just want to be home now and see my parents and friends and family and i think that i don't need to be here anymore, that i'm not going to learn any more about ecuador or in spanish in the next few weeks so why can't i go home yet? but then other times i realize how unexciting life will be when i get home, and yeah it will be nice to see people but i will sooner or later anyways so i might as well be in a place i have no idea if i will ever come back to. and i think, now, that is the right place for my mind to be in. three weeks and a day till i see my parents. that amount of time is completely graspable for me. three weeks and a day i can tell will go by quick.

this final project is turning out to not be so bad either. it has to be 20-25 pages, including the cover page, the index, any appendices and the bibliography and i already wrote 5 pages this weekend. back to writing now.