I had a dream two nights ago. It was about Yolanda.
I felt so different when I saw her. But I felt good too. I miss her.
Today is the new term. The last term before I go back to China.
Damn, I should have said that New Zealand thing.
Its the awkward beginning again. In school, I actually don't truly have any friends. My interaction with any of them is so awkward, I'm tired of these.