Over time I've noticed that my worst days are the days when I try to find good in absolutly everything and am completly determined to not let anything get me down. It's like life takes my joy as a challenge.
Back home I don't care what anyone thinks of me. I've been that way for a very long time now. When I came here, for once in my life, I was hoping that I could be one of the kids that blended in. But I guess I'm just not one of those people.