In English...

Although some people may not like me to write in English, I shall do it. This is a consideration to my American friend. And I can practice my awful Grammatical construction.

I'm back to school. The last year. I'm a senior (giggle). It feels weird. Not only because my professional life is about to start, but because I lived so much this summer, that I can't believe I'm right back were I started, taking lessons with the same people...

It just feels strange.

I guess it is like going forward in time, and then coming back to the past. Like Hiro in Heroes.

I'm obsessed with Heroes. Love that TV Show. It's a drama about people with super powers. They want to be normal. I've fought all my life to be different.

I don't even know if I'm different. I know I'm weird. I know I'm difficult. But how is it different? This world is full with differences and difficulties. So perhaps if I were normal I'd be different.

Oh, it doesn't make any sense. I'm in sort of a crisis because I don't know if I'm that talented, or that special. Normalcy makes me sick. And I'm so close to it!

I don't know what makes the difference. And I'm done looking for the difference. Perhaps if I stop seeking, it will come to me. Perhaps.