Life In Technicolour

Life In Technicolour

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Sunday, June 09, 2013

I have a lot of amusement at the fact that everyone has the same story of the first day of being left here in Wagga. Every single story so far has been them sitting in their room, either crying or trying not to cry because they felt lonely with no friends in a strange new place. It's funny to think that there were people feeling miserable and alone, all at the exact same time, believing that it was only them. 

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