I have officially become a closeted introvert. I don't know how but for some reason I've pushed myself out of my comfort zone and I'm talking, a lot. Across the room, hiding in the corner, I see the old me. Keeping to herself, waiting for someone to talk to her. I'm glad to leave that girl behind. Now I'm that girl who makes people laugh but who knows when to shut up. I like it. I no longer want to be that girl who waits for the fun, extroverted people to show up in order to enjoy myself. Now I can do so all by myself.
I feel like this is the real me. I don't know how long this will last for. Maybe a month, a year, peut-être even a week. But I'm willing to make the most of it. I think the difference between France and boarding school is that I go home afterwards and I'm by myself. At school, I always have to be around people and I can't handle it all the time.
I feel like this is the real me. I don't know how long this will last for. Maybe a month, a year, peut-être even a week. But I'm willing to make the most of it. I think the difference between France and boarding school is that I go home afterwards and I'm by myself. At school, I always have to be around people and I can't handle it all the time.