I don't know what to do.

I slept for 6 hours. Then I woke up and started crying because it was cold in my room and I knew I wasn't in my dorm.

I hate this more than anything. I'm tired of being home and being told what to do all the time. I miss the freedom. I miss the people even more.

I feel bad because I really don't want to talk to any of my friends here in good ole Raleigh, but I've changed so much this summer. I don't really feel like I can relate to a lot of them anymore, and I don't know what to do about it. I don't like coming home to all the drama. None of it is worth it to me anymore.