Monkeys Have Mothers Too

Today is/was Mother's Day, and it made me feel a little homesick. No, I'm not a mother, but today made me miss my mom. I've been away from home for almost two months, and I certainly feel it. I miss being at home and having the comfort of family around me. I miss getting hugs. I miss not having to get my own bananas. I especially miss my mom (you'll get your turn dad). She was always there for me, even when I would reject her. I never knew until know how important she is to me, and now I wish I could go home and stay there forever. But this is all a part of growing up: we have to move away from what's familiar. Still, that doesn't mean forgetting. We can still remember the good times we had being young and dependent, how our parents took care of us and gave us the world. I'll never forget them and what they did for me, but it's time I moved on and made a life for myself. I hope one day I'll be as great of a person as my mom is.

Now that I'm done being sappy and personal, I get to go back to the daily grind. The quarter is almost over, and there are plenty of projects and papers to finish. The worst part is I can't even do them all about bananas. What kind of school is this?! This is getting to be too much. I need a banana.