I am so sick of this.
I hate this.
So much.
I miss my old life. I knew EXACTLY what was going to happen everyday. I mightve complained a bit (ok, A LOT) about it being boring, but now i take it all back. Too late. Fate does something to you EVERYTIME youre happy. Call it fate, call it something else. But i was SOLID. wake up (duh) brush, eat, leave. Have fun, not have fun. Hang. Feel left out. Feel awkward. Smile a lot. Be sarcastic. Feel loved. Go home knowing what was going to happen the NEXT day. Now? Now, i dont know. I might walk to school and home with a guy from reception next semester. I might make friends. I might feel left out. Feel stared at. (especially guys who look like theyve never seen a girl before..) introduce myself FIVE times a day. Get lost. (probably) make friends some more. And what sickens me more is that im moving AGAIN. ( pretty sure) in a couple years.
CRUD.
Mira Dodokh
