Wow its great to be home. I just got back from being in New York and i loved it. Coming home was really hard. I went to a soccer camp upstate and then stayed with my sis. I met so many great people I really felt like i fit in. heart New York is so different from home and being there truelly made me miss it. As much as i wanted to leave home, returning was even better. Coming home is always supposed to be great...but it didnt seem so wonderfull once i saw my mother. She always has this look, she always studies me and never thinks i do things right. But hey thats my mom. But atleast im home again and most of my friends are here. The only ones missing to put everything back to "normal" is my best guy friends and...the boy i never got over
[Arsenic Revolution] · Fri Aug 05, 2005 @ 04:17am · 1 Comments |