The good news is that I think I've made up my mind about what to do. Though I remain torn about moving back to Illinois, I've started looking for somewhere to live next year should I stay at Mizzou. I think that's a good start; after all. I can't regress to my 8th grade mentality of "when the going gets tough, transfer." I already did that, and though things worked out just fine, had I stayed I probably would have been jim dandy, just like at Hoffman.
Speaking of Hoffman, I honestly miss it. And not even my senior year - I genuinely miss ALL of my years at hoffman. I miss having people to look up to and teachers that held your hand and guided you through life. I miss not having to walk outside to get to class and participating in activities that made you happy, not stressed out and obsessive.
I guess it's silly to miss something you can never return to.
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