Ayun.

On a grand scale of things, I love being here. I love the new environment. I'm basically okay with the people hovering around me. There's just one hitch.

I hate the drama that comes with the people.

See, I don't exactly live independently, per se. While I may be on my own, I currently live with a bunch of different personalities... a bunch of which I would right out dislike, but hey, that's what growing up is all about isn't it? You eventually learn to adjust... even if it means stepping out of the comfort zone, which, in my case, would be extending my already-extended patience further and biting the inside of my cheek as prevention to a potential snide remark that could possibly bring me trouble.

But, it's hard.

It. is. so. fucking. hard.

It's bullshit, really. I'm not entirely sure if there ever was something I did wrong, but being a reader of eyes and actions, I'm pretty damn sure that there's something off.

But hey, as struggling as I may be at this moment, one principle stands true: If I know I didn't do anything, I won't say nothing unless it's brought to my attention. Wherein, if I did really do something erroneous, I shall apologize. If not, I remain silent.

After all, I have nothing to explain... unless it was something I was absolutely unaware of.

Alrighty then.