I never really did express my thoughts about what will happen next year. As most of you know, I'm leaving for Australia in January. When you guys start school, I'm also technically studying, with the books Joey brought back for me.
At the beginning, I was pretty excited to leave JB. Maybe it's cause after all those unhappy things that happened, it's nice to have some place to 'escape' or 'hide'. I may not be the best of friend one may have, but I think I pretty much did my best to be one. Sure, going there is fun, a whole new beginning, a new environment. But as time is running out, I'm freaking out. I'm scared that I can't make close friends, I'm afraid that I'll be the only kid in Year 10 next year with no one to talk to, except for my sis and a couple of her friends. Who wants to be that loser kid, sitting in the corner with no one to talk to right?
There were times, when I asked this "What do you think would happen next year?" People starts answering, but so far, there's no 'me' in their answers. It took me quite a while to figure out why do I always feel dejected after they answered my question. So yeah, that's pretty much the answer.
insecurities. mmhmm.