Missing

Well, my little brother moved to Dublin today. I haven't seen him since last Christmas, and now I'm not likely to see him for a long time. I'm really happy for him that he's found some direction in his life - at least to the point where he's recognized that he wasn't happy and needed a change. But, I'm really sad that I didn't get to see him before he left. I miss him terribly, and it just sucks all around that we can't be within visiting distance of each other. I know he's going to have an amazing experience, and I wish him so much love and fun. But I'm selfish, really. I just wish we'd gotten a chance to visit - my mom got to see him, my dad did too... I don't know. Something about this school year so far is off for me, and this is only highlighting it. I have a bad attitude about classes, and I'm not sure what that's about. I wish I knew...