"Home Sickness"

It's kind of weird that when I left I wasn't really concerned about being homesick for the purposes that a person might be or should be. I didn't really miss seeing my family, I mean i'd been living with these same people for the past 18 years without any break at all or any new experience of living with someone else. But of course I wouldn't tell them that, I would just have to fake it like a normal kid who probobably does miss thier mother and father and call them every now and then. Suprisingly I missed my friends in La Plata more then I missed my mom, dad, or my sister. So I had a pretty good system going on I could fake home sickness every weekend and drive an hour and half back to La Plata and see my parents really quick. Though my secret motives for even going back was just to see what was left of my friends who had not yet gone to college. I guess my mom must have figured out my plan because she held me up one day, I think on purpose, by making me run very "important" errands, such as getting grocery or going to Virginia to get supplies for work. It's not like I hate my family, its just I'd rather, at this time, see my friends more then them. And I live with my extended family so I get the same treatment thier i would with them at home. But thier are some friends that you cant replace with new friends, a certain uniqueness that they have. Maybe this problem will resolve itself, I dont know. I guess I'll just have to wait and see where this weekend takes me.