I've been thinking...

Well. Almost August. Only about 8, 100 hours or so till I go home. I was thinking that I really didn't like it here. That all it was was sad, depressing, dull, boring and only a little bit of fun. But then I thought, it's only one year. A year is just a small sliver of my life. Like a tiny, tiny piece of pie- my pie, that is. A lot of things are going to be very different when I come back, but as long as I have my friends I can deal. I think. I mean, it's just a year of a totally new and different experience. I still have my friends. I'm just going to try not to kill myself at school, and take advantage of this. I've been thinking about writing a book, or at least starting one. Or at least write poems or songs or whatever. So that's what I'm going to do. Write a song. Or at least try. Mostly I've been killing time listening to playlists, checking out Yahoo Answers, blogging, reading Maximum Ride again, being bored and like... being bored again. Yeah. Oh and also, we got our car today. It's a green VW Golf. I'll probably add pictures later. And I'll add pictures of the school and stuff later too.