I have way too much free time here. These are the things I have realized while sitting on my bed doing sudoku:

My sister loves this place more than she loves our family. From the way she treats me here, you wouldn't be able to tell we're sisters, except for the fact that we look alike. When she grows up, she wants to move here permanently and be a Nelson (aka be tall, blonde, and Norwegian) and have tall blonde Norwegian cousins who also live here year-round. Sad, right? She loves these strangers more than she loves her own family. I'm never buying her clothes again. I go to the mall and buy things for myself, and I end up giving them to her because she likes them and I love her but I guess she doesn't love me with the same magnitude. Thinking about this makes me incredibly sad.

I don't want to study abroad anymore. If I'm this depressed and unwilling to make friends in NEW HAMPSHIRE where everyone speaks English, how much harder will it be to be happy and friendly in like, Hong Kong or Jordan or the UK?

Davis hurts me so easily with such simple comments, and he doesn't even realize it. I shouldn't be so attached to him. We shouldn't even be friends but it's too hard thinking about that.

Do Kill or Marry is an EVIL game.