| | I never thought coming back here would be so hard.
This is ridiculous.
Nothing makes sense.
Once, when I before I was going to Japan, i read someone's blog, and all her post AFTER coming back were like...depressing. She said in her blog that, "everyday she was miserable back home"...when I first read that, I thought she was being overdramatic....there's No way that I could ever feel miserable with my friends and my life.
Now, idk...
When all of us first went there, they told us that we would mature so much, and that we would feel like we couldn't keep up with my friends:
That's exactly how I feel.
And then, I see pictures and I speak with the people who I went on exchange with; They're happy. And I can't help but thinking there being ignorant, having fun living this life, because You have too, but then again they're Seniors and i'm not.
I thought it was just me, but I realized last night...I dont get why I'm like this:
I treat people how I would like to be treated,
I dont ignore my friends, I listen, I back them up...
But when it comes to doing those things for me.
There's nothing there.
I guess I really know how to pick my friends :]
I want to get out of here.
They ask me, "what do you want to be. What do you want to do?"
And all I really want to say is:
I want to see the world. I want to be away from all of you.
quote:
A Sailor:Can I help you, ma'am?
Blanche DuBois:Why, they told me to take a streetcar named Desire and then transfer to one called Cemetery and ride six blocks and get off at Elysian Fields.
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