this is sorta weird and i guess it counts as vacation because technically i'm taking a break from school and what I've been doing for the past couple months...

I'm returning home for a couple days to the good old USA. Spending some time with family and friends who are still in the old hometown, then going up to school for a weekend. The weekend happens to be the weekend of the school's big concert and my frat's formal, which is always a blast.

Why would I leave beautiful Europe, get jetlagged going West, shell out tons of dough, get used to the time change, get jetlagged coming back East and then having to cram for my last finals?

Seniors are graduating. I got to see the aging motherfuckers off, it wouldn't feel right if i didn't do a proper goodbye to the people i've spent about all of college with, some of which only god knows when I'll see again. Oh, and they have no clue I'm coming back, and i've planned out the absolute best time to make my surprise entrance. And I'll be shacking up with my girl up at school, and that's always fun.

But yeah, the old wallet is taking a beating from this trip... oh well, they say you can't take it with you anyway.