back in chicago
Friday, July 18, 2008 1:31 PM
back in chicago
this is my fourth day bein back in chicago. it feels weird to be back here, i call this my home, but i dont feel at home at all. hmm, maybe because i was gone for a long time. im still tryin to get a job. ive been sending applications everywhere since i got here. but no ones giving me a call yet. but oh well, i just have to be patient.
my head hurts so bad right now, and im back to having allergies. i think im allergic to our basement. i had to take medications and use eyedrops everyday, this is really annoying me. and speaking of annoying, im back to bein stuck wit my brother. yeah, he annoys me a lot but i think thats just how we are. we annoy each other so much. but i love my brother. he just gets on my nerves most of the time.
im homesick. how i wish im back in toronto right now. i miss my friends, especially the CHOZEN family. they are my family. now, im back to reality. time to face the unknown again. but thats life. i have to learn that nothin is permanent; good, bad, happy or sad, all things comes to an end.
this is my fourth day bein back in chicago. it feels weird to be back here, i call this my home, but i dont feel at home at all. hmm, maybe because i was gone for a long time. im still tryin to get a job. ive been sending applications everywhere since i got here. but no ones giving me a call yet. but oh well, i just have to be patient.
my head hurts so bad right now, and im back to having allergies. i think im allergic to our basement. i had to take medications and use eyedrops everyday, this is really annoying me. and speaking of annoying, im back to bein stuck wit my brother. yeah, he annoys me a lot but i think thats just how we are. we annoy each other so much. but i love my brother. he just gets on my nerves most of the time.
im homesick. how i wish im back in toronto right now. i miss my friends, especially the CHOZEN family. they are my family. now, im back to reality. time to face the unknown again. but thats life. i have to learn that nothin is permanent; good, bad, happy or sad, all things comes to an end.