I've been back for a couple of hours and Im already longing home. Dublin feels empty and I feel... like butter scraped over too much bread. Not physically but mentally. I really need to talk with the german girls. it feels like they hate me, but they never say why, infact they never say anything to me.
And I havent been studyin' properly, feels like im ages behind. And if I compare my lovely experience I just had in Lulea, this just feels blah. blah. blah.
This mood is probably affected by the fact I havent had any food for the entire day. And still im not hungry. Something vital is missing - help me find it
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