At what point are you supposed to realize that the people who you call your friends don’t actually value you very much?
And then, at what point do you stop forgiving them for it?
If you often have issues with friends, have you ever considered maybe it’s you who doesn’t value them?
Or maybe it’s the way you treat people which makes them treat you the way they do.
little world with lots of people with little minds who do little more than to please themselves
I like the idea of rebirth and parallel universes. I imagine getting everything I ever want and being everything I want to be in many, many lives.
I have (not so) secret dreams of perchance becoming a singer/model in Japan. It’s ok that I’m short…just need to be skinny! lol Wouldn’t that be sooooo coooooooooooooooooooollllll if I could model in something I really wiiiiiiiissssssshhhhhh~~~
Getting more excited about going to Japan in two weeks. I tracked down a couple of other people going. I’m so excited to meet people from all over the US with such vastly different backgrounds. So far there’s an engineer studying at Vtech, an older lady who taught ESL in New York, an artist from Carnegie Mellon…man I’m pretty nervous too. Reading these people’s blogs they seem so gungho and on top of things…I have a feeling a lot of these people have taken Japanese much more seriously than I have so I may be one of the weaker students. I bet everyone else in the program is so smart and motivated…it’s going to be awesome to learn so much about other people and Japanese.
I hope I can find a piano on campus lol.