it’s tough returning from such a great place that keeps your mind neutral and happy. Then your home for the summer to a place that you can not even call home anymore. You finally look at how these people you’ve known your whole life and all the shit they made you go through, and you ask yourself…. what were you thinking? I kind have been a doormat my whole life, just allowing people to come and go and walk over me, but being away at college for a year, I have eventually learned to say no to everyone…. except for these people. I feel like a stranger in one house, and a alone in the other. I really don’t know much about anything right now….. except that i miss my real friends.