it's funny how something can mean so much to you for so long and then be completely forgotten. i think it works the same way with people too.

ahh you're fucking confusing me.
stop doing this. seriously.

everything is so much better now.
this is everything i wanted and more.
i love it here.
can't i just stay here forever?

I'm almost there and I'm nowhere near ready.

This is the part where I start freaking out.

I hate it here.
I need to get out. I really do.
The only thing that keeps me going is the fact that I leave in 16 days.

Everything is happening too fast.

I want to go back.

Oh hey. I should be sleeping right now, especially considering how I have to wake up quite early tomorrow, but I can't. I can never seem to do that anymore. Sleep or get up early. It would be nice to actually sleep for a change, so I suppose I'll try it. It probably won't work though. Oh well. Here goes nothing.

I had something to say once.
I don't remember what it was though.

What don't you understand?
It's not that confusing.