...that I can't be myself when I'm at home? I missed provo the second I got back because I missed myself. everytime I come home I act different. like I'm 15. like I have to act the age I was when I lived here. it's such a weird complex thing. a stupid and annoying weird complex thing. why can't I just be the jennie I know and love?
humph.
well...at least I'm excited to go back. which is better than dreading it, right?
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I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU MEAN! I still do that. I swear, I revert back to being 17 when I live at home. I feel like I'm a brat all the time, and I want to be like - "No! I'm better than this, I promise!" haha.
oh my gosh, yes!!! exactly.
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