Never having something to say

In talking with people back home I feel like a blabbering baboon most times. During the week I don't do anything. My weekends are my fun times. I have new things to say and new experiences to share come Monday, but between Tuesday - Friday I only have enough words to complain about my school. Which is a hogwon though advertised as a Canadian International school utilizing British  Columbia curricula. Ballz ass lies!

People I love back home: please bear with me. I am trying. Honest. 

I love our chats/calls/texts/skypes. Please. Keep them coming. I need them. I miss them. And I miss all of you. Tons! More than I ever thought.