I said I was fine with all of this before, but as time goes on I am finding myslef more and more... not ok with it. This is normal, I assume.

I suppose I should just do as I orignally intended to pass the time. That really is all that can be done, right? It's isn't really as if I'm concered with the doing of most of the people here.

At first I thought this displacement was going to be boring, but I find the people here are sort of amusing to watch and follow.

That isn't to say I'm not still let down, but I can at least be.... amused? I'm actually not sure what the word here should be.

I'd feel so much more comfortable here if my brother was here with me. I suppose this could be said to be a punishment of some sort, right? A good thing turned into a curse.

Life will go on. I will deal with what it gives me. If only it wasn't as so cruel to put me against such harsh conditions alone like this.