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Well, today was not that great.
It all started when I got my picture taken for my passport. That picture was hideous. I think it's the worst thing I ever saw in my life. now, for 5 years that thing is gonna be my proof of U.S. citizenship.
For some reason, that did something to me and sent me down a train of thought about this country. Every time I do that, I end up making myself in a bad mood. There are just so many little things that bug me that probably don't bug anyone else.
I mean, I was really hungry around lunch time, and I had no idea what to do so I looked for bread and then realised that the only bread here was junk. In Paris, they actually make good bread.
Then I was thinking about what to do when I realised that I couldnt do anything since I live so far from everyone and there's no other way to get around other than driving.
So...
I decided to do random things around the house since I had nothing better to do.
But all day I felt strangely stranded, like fish dropped into a bowl without realising it. interesting analogy isn't it?
Anyway, thats how I got here...
I'm done my story now.
life can go back to normal
It all started when I got my picture taken for my passport. That picture was hideous. I think it's the worst thing I ever saw in my life. now, for 5 years that thing is gonna be my proof of U.S. citizenship.
For some reason, that did something to me and sent me down a train of thought about this country. Every time I do that, I end up making myself in a bad mood. There are just so many little things that bug me that probably don't bug anyone else.
I mean, I was really hungry around lunch time, and I had no idea what to do so I looked for bread and then realised that the only bread here was junk. In Paris, they actually make good bread.
Then I was thinking about what to do when I realised that I couldnt do anything since I live so far from everyone and there's no other way to get around other than driving.
So...
I decided to do random things around the house since I had nothing better to do.
But all day I felt strangely stranded, like fish dropped into a bowl without realising it. interesting analogy isn't it?
Anyway, thats how I got here...
I'm done my story now.
life can go back to normal