I might as well put this space in good use. I’ve flew thirteen hours away from home, where I truly belong, to a land where I’m so far away from the most precious people in my life : my parents, my sister, my boyfriend and my dog. Anyone would have imagined university life to be a great experience, much more relaxed than before. That is definitely not the case for me. Certainly not. I miss my friends from home. We could all be so lovely to each other without even having to try. We could speak out any unsatisfactory about each other without the other side feeling offended, because that’s really what true friends do. On the contrary of it, I’m so, so tired of having to act unlikely of myself to make others happy when I’m here. So tired of <i>HER</i>, being so unreal, calling the kettle black all the time. Who does she think she is? She needs to grow up, and also learn to give me some space. I don’t know how long more I can take this. I’m just staying nice for the time being, while I still can take her bullshit. Please don’t take things for granted.