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I guess you could say I was sick of the deception. Its not that it bothers me but it does get a little tiresome not knowing what people really think of you even as they pretend to adore you. So hello fresh start and hello to the people who are reading this, if you're here it probably means that on some level I do &heart; you, so no worries.

So these three years have been some hell of a ride, its like I got thrown out and face-planted straight into reality and I don't know if I'll be able to look back in fondness. The experience was distasteful and perhaps it turned me for the worst, I don't know. All those years ago when I first got there I swore over and over to so many different people that I wouldn't let it change me, I would remember who I really was but its harder than it sounds when the people you associate with everyday are the complete opposite of everything you believe in.

So whats the story? I sucked it up and tried my best to just get along despite a general sentiment of Unhappiness and I thought it went alright, I really did. Of course along the way you find out the people you are hanging out with are not exactly the type of people you thought them out to be but thats alright, just move along. And so I did, over and over, clinging onto some silly optimism that each time would be better. Don't get me wrong, there are people there that I do like, but I would just like to distance myself from everyone else for awhile.


I desperately wanted to cut my bangs awkwardly short(think in the middle of forehead) a la Amelie Poulain, but then I remembered that I'm supposed to be looking for a job and I don't think it would do me any favours so I settled for something a little longer.