We Never Change

I don't know why I dislike them so much now. Thinking about them makes me annoyed and upset that they're not the type of people I'd want to talk to or meet up with. I honestly don't care whether I see them ever again.

Maybe it's because I'm bitter about the fact that they are representative of how life can come so easily to a lot of people. I think it's a mixture of jealously and annoyance that I can't stand to talk to them anymore. But....I don't think I'm wrong in saying that I'm pretty sure they've all changed into people I won't come to ever care about. I just don't like them anymore.

Everything's Not Lost

Is it weird that I'm beginning to feel sad about leaving this place in four years? I think it's because I know that I always grow unusual attachments to a lot of things. I've only been here for around two months and I'm already feeling emotional that I'll never have to one day, wake up in this place ever again in a few years. I'm not so much feeling attached as yet, but....I don't know how to express it properly. I think it's because I know how I'll be in the future, like I am now- I miss high school, even though the last few years contained some of my worst experiences to date. I form these weird attachments to everything, regardless of the experience.

Also, why does it feel like I'm living in a memory everyday?

Tiny Little Fractures

It's a week before mid session exams and I'm praying that I won't fail any subjects. Inconsiderate neighbours blasting their music and screaming on a Sunday when it's a week before exams is really really starting to annoy me. Look, just because you people aren't completing proper degrees, does not mean you can't be, you know, be a bit more QUIET for those who are actually studying to get somewhere in life. Go back to your freaking farms and milk the cows. You're more useful there.

*As I hear gagging sounds of people throwing up outside*

Lovely.

The Ice Is Getting Thinner

I hate how everyone is so vapid here. It's incredibly frustrating to have the conversations always turning to be about the person I'm trying to talk to. I miss home. A lot.

They think they can offer advice. But they didn't live through the shit I've had to live through which makes me so frustrated when they think they're offering me wise words. Fact is, it just pisses me off. Okay so I understand that they may be trying to be kind, but sometimes the way that the 'wise words' are imparted just makes me want to scream. It can just be so patronising.

So don't think that you're doing me a favour.

City of Delusion

Just because I'm in the mood, I'll post another entry.

So there's this person. I'm not going to name names, but there's someone I can't stop thinking about. And it's bad. Very bad. Because it's never going to happen. And that aspect of my life right now is complicated. More complicated then it would have been had I stayed back home for university. Though I guess I can say that back home, just less then a year ago, life was still complicated. In all aspects.

The only good thing that is coming out of all this is that I am never bored here.

Misery Business

So it's been a while since I've posted something. I knew this would happen. I came back to the country and my life's just been consumed with a lot of crap.

Right now, I'm sitting here listening to my neighbour's loud music and drunken yelling as I stare at my assignment and exam revision. Yuck. The good thing is that I'll be back home in about three weeks for a month or so. It's all highly exciting in the life of Anna. To spice things up, I shall post up the long awaited pictures of the tumbleweeds. And let me say, these pictures don't do justice- it was amazing the amount of weeds tumblin' around.