Australia...
I'm at the point where I can't deal with being here anymore. I can't meet people. I haven't really met anyone. I don't have any money left. I don't have anything to do. Everything is so expensive. It's depressing. School is so hard. Everyone agrees. I can't wait to come home. I can't wait to sleep in my own bed in my own room. With my computer so I can listen to my music so I can be a hermit and not talk to anyone. I have to write a million essays here about shit I don't even care about. I'd rather be doing a million math problems then write an essay.
Meaghan has some english guy from Manchester over. He's weird. And I don't understand half of what he says. And he keeps putting down American. Our music, our books, everything about us. And I'm like, "Hello, I told you I'm American. You could at least try to be nice." Everyone makes fun of us here. Even my friends. Like Phil makes fun of me all the time. Except it's ok when he does it. I know he loves me and that he's doing it all in fun.
I just can't deal with it anymore. I just want to be home. I miss my friends. My Dish-a-lish and Spork. And Davey. Rach and I haven't talked in a few days and it's depressing. Everything is just so depressing. It's like I don't know how to have fun anymore.
Meaghan has some english guy from Manchester over. He's weird. And I don't understand half of what he says. And he keeps putting down American. Our music, our books, everything about us. And I'm like, "Hello, I told you I'm American. You could at least try to be nice." Everyone makes fun of us here. Even my friends. Like Phil makes fun of me all the time. Except it's ok when he does it. I know he loves me and that he's doing it all in fun.
I just can't deal with it anymore. I just want to be home. I miss my friends. My Dish-a-lish and Spork. And Davey. Rach and I haven't talked in a few days and it's depressing. Everything is just so depressing. It's like I don't know how to have fun anymore.