It's nearing mid April already... which means I am almost done here.
My friend told me it's pre-departure depression, something he kind of experienced before. Basically you don't quite know where you will be happier.
You want to go back to your friends and family and yet, you are reluctant to leave behind all the memories and experiences, more so because you are probably never going to be able to see the people here ever again!
The thought of that happening in a couple of weeks makes me feel really lost and sad...