Saturday, September 17, 2011

I am back in Boston once more. But never have I thought I will be so homesick this time around. It's been a week and I still want to go home. It just feels sad and lonely around here. My friends are living far away from me so we hardly meet. Even if I did try to ask them out, it's not likely that they will say yes. I just wish I could be back home. I can't blend into the western culture here. It's hard to make friends with them. I have to admit I am starting to feel annoying with the accent, how they are being nice to you in front of you but otherwise behind your back. So they aren't truly nice westerners, I'm going back home.

I might have only seen a small portion of this country. But coming back this time tells me that this is not my place to be. I can't work with the people here. I do not understand them and I am afraid. This is not my comfortable zone at all.

Just wish I could go home right now... Everytime I talk to my parents they had to be stuck in the computer screen. That's just not 3D enough.