It's funny how a person doing one thing can totally change your perspective of them. And it's funny how I can get over a person so quickly. And some people I can't manage to get over...ever. I don't like boys who don't like me back. It's pointless. I'd also rather a guy be happy rather than like me. I wish people were most honest with me sometimes. I wish people missed me more than they do. Some people miss me and then there are people who don't even think about me until I talk to them and I have to be like "oh I miss you so much" and then they remember that I'm half way across the country. But back to the subject. It's funny how I can think I like someone when I don't. And it's funny how you can think someone is something they aren't. And you can stop liking a person without realizing it until the next time you see them and realize that there are no more butterflies and no more thoughts about them. I miss my friends. I want to go home. But it's not gonna happen. I have no where to stay. No one there waiting with open arms. I'm so emo as of recent. I don't care. It's really pretty hard for my life to get any worse right now. Even though I shouldn't say that. IT would be easy for it to get worse. Nevermind. This entry is lame. I hate it here. I'm finally starting to adjust and I hate the idea that I just might be sad to leave this horrible place. Dang.