At first, with the realization of coming back home to study, I thought my life could not get any more depressing. Living with parents, not much of a social life, no freedom, and plenty of pain in the ass moments to come. I would say that my time spent away from well... the rest of the world has been very productive. I've already found out the reason why I wasn't understanding certain concepts when in theory it should come to me as a snap, I know what it is that I'll be doing, and life is moving on.
Again I'm at a crossroads where I can choose to either completely dump out my old life and start a new or should I still keep a part of what was started before? Nothing seems to be clear anymore. No one is straight forward either. It's not making things any easier for me. I wish things were the way they used to be when people can tell you their opinions or exactly what they are thinking if you were to ask. There was no holding back. Why is it so difficult now?
Although the rain is definitely making me happy :)
