19/01/2011

Dear Diary,
Today I got home from my trip with Nan and mum.  We travelled across Australia, staying in run down old caravans, eating whatever we could find in the back of the car…our only worry being that we might run out of petrol between towns! In the three weeks I was away, not once did I have facebook, or even reception on my phone, but somehow I didn’t feel disconnected from my friends. I think that just knowing they were going to be there to welcome me home when got back to civilization was enough to keep me enthusiastic. The experience was amazingly fun, and if I didn’t have to come back to work, I would have loved to stay away for another month. Being away from everything, it felt like I was in another world, a world with no troubles. No Schoolwork, no messed up family, no stressful job. But I suppose everything good has to come to an end some time or another. Gee what an irritating concept!
While we were away we started to become closer as family (three generations of it!), and simply as friends. I began to realise that even though I may greatly dislike my family, a select few of them aren’t too bad after all. I guess they are all just different. They have different opinions, different ways of talking, different understanding of what ‘rules’ are. I know I don’t fit in with them, heck I don’t fit in with half the people I know! But that’s part of what makes life so interesting! Without all the quarrelling and dilemmas life would get so unbearingly boring that you wouldn’t want to live!      I see it every day, people trying to fit in and belong to the “in crowd”. I don’t get it! Why waste your time trying to be like everyone else? Why does everyone neglect who they are, when deep down inside they don’t want to do it? But still, I’m so glad I’m a human… I actually have a choice as to what I want to do with my life. Humans are the only animals that have the privilege of this choice! Like ants; they are all born practically identical, do the same thing all their life, and don’t get to do what they want to because they don’t know any better. The best part of being human is that you get to think for yourself, make decisions, even make mistakes!
That’s why I love life. I don’t care what other people think, I just go with the flow and be myself, and if someone has a problem with that? It’s their problem, not mine.
I’m going to add to what I said before (my whiteout is all the way downstairs): Everything good comes to an end, but new things always come along eventually! Yeah, that sounds more like it!
I’m tired now, and glad that I got all that out of my system, but you know what diary? Sometimes I wish you would write back : )
Signing out for today, preparing for whatever is in store for me tomorrow,
Tash.