The trip back home from school is something every college student loves or hates. For some students going home means being able to see family, friends, dogs, cats, etc., others hate the thought of leaving campus and going back home. Personally, I always hated going home. I have several jobs on campus on the weekends so I rarely get the chance to go home. This weekend I had to make that dreadful trip back, home and guess what? I’m actually happy I went home because I enjoyed myself and had fun in my little boring town of Roselle, New Jersey. I always say I hate going home but I actually love it. The only thing I hate about going home is having to take the train because I hate public transportation.
It’s pretty hard to leave this bachelor pad of ours but that is what I had to do this weekend.
Here is an awesome view of inside the waiting room of the New Brunswick train station. Everyone trying to get the heck out of New Brunswick.
This is the golden ticket that takes me back to where it all started for me.(P.S I live in Roselle, New Jersey not Linden but my town is to small to have a train station)
Only the strong survive. It was freezing outside and people still decided to wait for the train outside. I took this picture from the inside.
Saying goodbye to New Brunswick and it’s over population of people and vehicles.
I always get excited when I’m almost home.
When I arrive to Linden my journey is almost complete but not quite. I still have a 15 minute walk before I get to my destination. After all this traveling I usually go straight to bed and think about what am I going to do the next day.
So after making it home safely and having a great night sleep in my own bed(what’s better then that?) the next day is usually a day i spend with my friends back at home. This picture showcases saturday afternoon ballin’ with the bros. Life is about simplicity. We could easily be doing something else but instead we decided to move all the snow out the way just so we can play basketball because it was a little warm on Saturday. After playing basketball I realized that I needed new basketball sneakers because my old ones are falling apart. Sunday mall trip anyone?
After playing basketball and spending time with my friends I finally have time to myself on Sunday. Here is a picture of a little Sunday afternoon shopping before I go back to reality of school and all the stress.
And then all the fun was over. It’s funny how fast Mondays come back around.