Sometimes I wonder why do I still bother. Sometimes I wonder why do people still bother. It’s more than a known fact that I don’t have a filter between my head and my mouth most times, and that’s mostly with touchy subjects for my friends. I know I should stay quiet and not open my mouth at all, but when I realized whatever it was that I shouldn’t have said just came out of my mouth and my friend’s looking at me with a stunned face. Now seriously, she knows I say whatever comes to my mind and she shouldn’t be so sensitive about it anymore; though I should have already learned to be more sensitive and not just go on saying somewhat hurtful things at people’s face like that. But then, after almost three months living together, and almost three years of knowing, we should be already used to each other’s ways... certainly we are not.
And that brings me to another subject. It’s been already three months that I’m living in Australia with said friend, and now, more than any other time, I really wish I had stayed in Brazil. Why? Just because. Some small things happened, and together they make such a big thing that it makes me wonder what am I doing here anyway. I know I came for the Cambridge exam, but now it’s just some detail and not the main reason any longer. I don’t even know why I’m taking this exam anymore. At the beginning I thought it would be a good thing, but now it’s more about the experience I get here.
Anyway, I really hope things will get better... or at least I’ll get better...
Anyway, I really hope things will get better... or at least I’ll get better...
