I don't know. Today was the last day of school and now the summer is here. I'm on my way home and the last thing I should be is sad. But I am sad. Why, you may ask? I don't know. This was my first year at collage. I've met som relly nice people. People who is always happy, I think. Or do they also just play happy like I am? Are they happy or are they playing? I don't know. I do often think about if it was worth it to go to collage. The distace to the collage is 120 minutes and then 120 minutes to travel home again. Still, I have made it so far. Am I happy? I don't know. When I travel I do often listen to music by Pink Floyd. Sometimes I ask myself if thats why I'm so depressed? I don't know. My friends tells me I do complain about much, and I do. But why? Why do I complain about everything? I don't know. Please tell me.
