Carolina

I don't know what to write about really.

So... i've deleted all my other blogs. I want to start fresh. Right now it's 19:53. I'm in Quebec, Canada. 

I don't know what the purpose of this blog is really. I just need to get some things off my chest i guess. 

Recently, i haven't so well, mentaly, i mean. It's probably just puberty or who knows. Do I have motives to be sad? You tell me.

I recently moved to Quebec, and i don't know the language (french). But either way, my mom made me go to school. It's not hell, i mean, most of the friends that i've made are english speakers, but still. It feels like I don't belong here. And I know it's stupid because, the capability of speaking a language or not doesn't determine who you are as a person, but in some way i feel like it does. I'm not able to talk to someone sporadically. Just because i want to. I was able to do that in the past. I WAS. That is not who i am. 

So you tell me. Do I have the right to feel bad? I probably don't. Oh well. I should study for my geography exam. It's tomorrow and, honestly, i don't comprehend a lot of things so i should probably get going.

Eliana.

P.S. The titles are gonna be my favorite songs at the time.