Salvage it?

Do you cut the cord of a dying friendship or do you keep trying and salvage it?

On my last day back at home, before I packed up and moved 4 hours away, only two people came to say goodbye and wish me luck. You can say that I'm mad and hurt that the others, the ones who were supposed to be there didn't bother to say anything or at least a farewell. Though they aren't completely at fault, I stopped trying too but when S.A.D reoccurs again, it tends to consume every aspect of energy I have and at times, leave me in the middle of downtown on the verge of a break down.

excuses excuses excuses, that's what it might sound like.

 I know good friends are hard to come by but when the effort is stopped, it's definitely a sign, isn't it?

BR@IN

It's sunday night and I'm at the "BR@IN Cafe" indulging myself in a bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats and a cup of decaffeinated tea, what can I say, there's not much to do when you barely know anyone at your new school. Besides the frostiness and teaness, this place isn't so bad, it's very quiet and relaxing, which is something I've been longing for and what a better way to obtain it then to go away for college in a small town where you don't know anyone and no one knows you.