Here and There: Moving to a New Town

Sharing rooms for six years is long enough for me. As a little girl, I am very pleased that I paint my room as I like and can decorate it. My family lives in a small house, a large four-story house. The space of the new house is twice the size of my house. At first it seemed that our house was empty. For a while our new house did not look like our house. It looks like we are on holiday in the forest. The coming of September means finally a new grade begins.

We did so. I was just 3,000 miles from my hometown, I tried to start a new beginning from a high school who was one of several strange children and was fat. I am trying to find new people as much as possible, and I promise to build a new relationship beyond the heat and pressure of my hometown. When he crossed the bar, I smiled again and put the customer's wave back to his friend's group. When he returned to his table he encountered burst of cheers and laughter. One person watches me, then I see another person, my third person. They stooped down, they did not care about their expression of face, bold aversion, attractiveness. After I stare at them, they are satisfied with him. He turned up and looked back.

In early 2016, I will move to New York. In Cape Town's "easy" and "bored" life, as opposed to crushing in beautiful mountains while drinking beer with the same people, there is no hope of exploring new towns and newcomers. If I move to New York, I may fall in love as I expected. Fortunately, in 2016 I hit me in many (good) ways. I did not move to New York. I fell in love unexpectedly (actually three times). I am still enjoying living in Cape Town. I often see my brothers, friends, and parents.

My family often moved from town to town. As a new child in these towns, I am an outsider. Many people teach outsiders hatred. So I was bullied and refused. Among the children who left, I can technically just make friends with a few people. I obey the rule that no one is acceptable and who can not accept it. To make matters worse, I feel that I need to draw myself in my corner through these same rules. Are you fed up with all your hatred? If you are attracted to this fearful whirlpools, you have to darken your life. Regardless of whether our world environment collapses or not, the collapse of human kindness is most likely to mean the end of humanity. Love is not to accept kindness or bad behavior. It's about trying to bring everyone and all creatures to a certain level of effort.