trapped in the sleeping quarters and unable to go into the city unaccompanied by an adult. Am I ten years old again? It's been a challenge to go from my busy schedule to this. Sure, I'm very lucky to have this opportunity to be away from my hectic life, I get that. However, I'm going crazy being cooped up for so long. I should be more appreciative of my break from life, but I can't help but be excited to be back into my world. I've reach the conclusion that this trip is more for my parents than myself. They are able to parade us around, introduce us to all their childhood kin and dump us at grandmas to be looked after like babies while they tend to their own agendas. Coming along is the least I can do this time around, but I reckon that it'd be the last time.
It wouldn't be so bad if I could do as I pleased. Oh well, not much more time left.
Inspired by a card at the australian museum that wanted to know what I had to say.
Life happens, and here's what I have to say about it.
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