Monday, July 24, 2006

It's (NOT) good to be home

I'm finally back home. It wasn't easy. T.T; On Saturday my dad's friend picked my up an hour late. when we got to the airport we had to wait two and a half hours to check in my luggage. The flight was delayed another hour. I sat next to some really annoying people on the plane. I moved to a quieter but colder and noisier seat near the plane engine. My parents picked me up and I got frustrated instantly. I didn't want to come back home and I remembered why I disliked it so much. I didn't want my vacation to end. I guess that's why they call it 'a vacation'. It was more like an escape for me. However, during my mom's frequent and extremely long phone calls I always said that I missed her because she'd get mad if I said what I really felt (namely, I wasn't thinking of home at all I'd be happy if I never had to see my real family again). When I get the film from my cheap disposible camera and figure out how to upload videos I'll write about my trip. I'm not sure though because today only matters today and I don't know if anyone (including myself) would be interested in hearing about it weeks after it happended. Since I've gotten back I've just been reading and wasting time online. School starts in three weeks. If I don't want to fail any of my classes I should start working on my homework now. >.> Stupid homework. Why are my teachers sadistic enough to give me summer homework? (especially considering that I'm a chronic procrastinator) I want to dye my hair cotton candy pink but it wouldn't look good on me (even if I had my parent's permission which is never going to happen) . I also want to start wearing wigs but my mom won't let me because 'I already have hair'. I'm sorry if I sound whiny or pessimistic in this post. Going home was the least fun part of the vacation.

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