Its weird and surreal to be in a new place and call it home and realise that you are so far away from all that actually is home to you... the friends, the crushes, the college, the bus even..... all different.... there i was the person among the majority.... here i am the outsider the one looked at differently, the one that looks different, speaks difefrent....... only thing that hasn't changed...... i am still teh wierd and different girl.
The one with the deadpan and sarcastic sense of humour, the loud and open laugh, the i-don't-give-a-damn attitude (which mom likes to call the Cool Cat), the wierd sense of style and dressing.... wow, that is a lot of different... mebbe its not all that different..... mebbe i am just thinking of it differently.... well, whatever...
The stomach now proceed to growl.... must go refuel so this crappy piece of writting has its fate being rapidly sealed in my head.. should it stay or go.... stay....... mebbe not its too shitty.... go ....... oh well what the hell it can stay... after all if no one likes it there is always the comments section to rave and rant in.... after all it a free world.
