I actually kinda happy about coming back to Kingston.

In all honesty, reading week was not as great as I had hoped it would be. I had thought that it would have been so good to have a break from school. But I was having fun at Queen's anyway. It was ruined early on, and i had little motivation left to make it good. I was looking forward to coming back because then I could be around people that I felt comfortable around again. I feel VERY distanced from everyone from high school. I really do. I don't laugh at the jokes that I know I would have laughed at before. They just don't make much sense any more. I was so short with everyone and it felt like I was just being really bitchy. I was watching HIMYM with my sister, and there was the one episode where I felt as though it was EXACTLY what was going on in my life. I was forcing myself, and maybe now, I've actually cracked a bit. Maybe I should have listened to my sister and just followed her advice. Maybe then, it would not have been such a disaster, especially with me trying to laugh, and it coming out all stupid. ULGH.

Sure, coming back to Kingston means that school has started again, but here, I can work at my pace, and I feel really at ease. It's just, dare I say it, fun, even if I have a SHIT load of work. I'm kinda glad that I'm spending my birthday here. Really. I mean, I really liked spending time with my family, but they're different from what I have here at Queen's. I noticed on my first dinner that they were a lot LOUDER. Wow.

Anyway, that's it for now. CIAO!