overseas.

gypsies that beg you for food and money, oh goodie ! -rolls eyes-

so , the men are creepers.
i was mistaken for candy on the sidewalk in which every man was interested in.
. ffs
on a street that has roughly 500 people pass within every 10 minutes. the ammount of guys that look at you would roughly be 100+. this is absolutely disgusting, to have worn clothing which covers alot and stıll get looked at?! i must be so fucking outsider. D:
to all outsiders, there is a special item to wear that will ward off pedos, it is called a paperbag, wear it.

well, the only place i feel at home here is the japanese store and the internet cafes. LOOL.
i miss everyone, i cant even begin to describe how much i miss everyone.
i've been so depressed lately, because i have lacked communication with all my friends.
i really hate the time difference here. and the fact i never seem to be able to get online at the right times. but i have figured it all out ! , when it's roughly 7am here, ıt'd be lıke afternoon/ 2pm ish in australia soo hence i have decided to get on in the morning to talk to everyone.

and i really could not care less about who reads this blog but , andy i miss you alot.
words cannot descrıbe just how much i miss you but chances are you've maybe forgotten about me now.
i just wish i could see you or talk to you.

but right now everything i want is impossible, being overseas isnt at all that great so far.