Ughh.....

It is getting hard not to be a little depressed. Or a lot depressed. Five of us went out for supper this evening, and while I had a good time, I keep asking myself what I am doing here, if not having any debt after undergrad and (hopefully) med school is worth not being home for the next year and a half. I will be 25 before I see home again. It is hard not to get into a pattern of self pity. I usually just shut myself in my room and listen to my ipod or play my guitar until I feel better. I think everyone over here goes through this every once in a while. I hate the funk.