Okay, for those that don't have any idea what I'm talking about, imagine you going away to a very nice place, its super fun, lots of cool people, etc. Then you go back home. Compared to that awesome vacation, your life turns out to be one big piece of c**p, you are bored, tired, and always thinking what happened.
I got the same thing going on. I came back home this Tuesday, I visited my three cousins in USA. I had a ton of fun, met sooo many people and actually came close with a few (im kind of a calm/quiet/shy person so I dont have many/no friends). It was great and just when I was leaving everyone stood outside and waved goodbye. I didn't do anything I just stared.
Now im home, so uberly bored and sad. I hope someone can understand, my life is nothing compared to the fun I had. Right now only the computer and ear blasting music helps me forget about it because I keep thinking of the times.
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