Pictures of you, Pictures of me, Remind us all of what we could have been
So I haven't written in here in a long time...
I guess I just haven't had time, which I regret because so much has happened that I can't possibly type it all up right now. Let's just do the main points:
1. I do not talk to Peter anymore. I barely even think about him anymore.
2. I did my teaching internship. I no longer want to be a teacher. I have no goals REAL goals in life anymore.
3. I'm in Bath, England and I love it here.I never want to leave. It's painful to think that I have only one week left. My only "goal" is to move back here after I graduate and maybe figure out my life.
4. I have fallen in love here in England and he's fallen in love with me too. Only problem is, he has a girlfriend that he won't break up with. I don't know why, I can't bear to ask why. I guess because he feels like it would be bad timing (we're both leaving Bath this week), but I'm keeping up hope for the future....
And my heart is now broken. Again. When will it ever stop? I finally have found the perfect guy. Funny. Easy to talk to. Handsome. Nice. Blue eyes. British accent.
The full package. That I can't have.
Sometimes I hate my life. The only thing I have to look forward to now is graduating and getting back here.
I guess I just haven't had time, which I regret because so much has happened that I can't possibly type it all up right now. Let's just do the main points:
1. I do not talk to Peter anymore. I barely even think about him anymore.
2. I did my teaching internship. I no longer want to be a teacher. I have no goals REAL goals in life anymore.
3. I'm in Bath, England and I love it here.I never want to leave. It's painful to think that I have only one week left. My only "goal" is to move back here after I graduate and maybe figure out my life.
4. I have fallen in love here in England and he's fallen in love with me too. Only problem is, he has a girlfriend that he won't break up with. I don't know why, I can't bear to ask why. I guess because he feels like it would be bad timing (we're both leaving Bath this week), but I'm keeping up hope for the future....
And my heart is now broken. Again. When will it ever stop? I finally have found the perfect guy. Funny. Easy to talk to. Handsome. Nice. Blue eyes. British accent.
The full package. That I can't have.
Sometimes I hate my life. The only thing I have to look forward to now is graduating and getting back here.