I come home and Mom yells at me about my deceptively careless way of doing things, though it's worked perfectly fine for the past 4 weeks or whatever. And when I tell her cool college stories, she becomes convinced that I'm not spending enough time on my studies, just because I feel like I'm having so much freaking fun. I miss being able to stay up
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I don't miss my parents or sister at all, and lately I've been calling them a lot less and I can't be bothered to feel bad about it. Their lives are so static and unchanging and single-mindedly focused on the same things every day and I just really don't care, as harsh as that seems. I still love them. I just don't miss them. :/
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I'm not sure I care much for either the American or Chinese way of doing things. I just make up my own version of the transitional years as I go along. Home seems to be tied to my mind, not any particular people or places...which makes me feel like a bit of a jerk.
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