I think it’s weird how people do not take full advantage of the fact that they’re abroad and experience everything they can while they’re here. Chances are they won’t be coming back, and if they do— not that often. At least that’s what I think for most. I have intentions to come back, pero.. por supuesto— intentions does not equate to money! But hopefully, within the next decade if I learn to save enough, I’ll come back and visit the other countries I wanted to visit.
I do miss my friends, though. I just cannot fathom talking to them every day, while I’m here at least, just because I’m here.. and I miss them, but talking to them every single day does not change the fact that they’re not around. Besides if I spent a ton of time talking to them about what I did while I was here, what the hell am I supposed to talk about when I get back? Makes sense to me. Besides, how many of them do I actually talk to constantly? Like two of ya’ll? My loves!
Then again, this must go back to my course of study which is based on the fact that people are different. Which is fortunate, and unfortunate in some ways. It’s unfortunate when I can’t quite figure them out.. then again, same could be said about me, ¿verdad?
I swear I could never write for a living, my style of writing equates to how I think of things in my head. There is no flow, and my thoughts are all over the places moving rapidly. The grammar is bad, and if I had it my way I’d use way more dashes— I like to emphasize and create unnecessary pauses.
