Today, somebody asked me if I was upset with them...actually, recently this was a popular topic between me and my friends. But, the fact is, I don't get upset with people... I believe each and everyone of us has a good reason for doing things that might hurt others.
I don't get upset. I get disappointed, I get hurt...I stop believing in people, in love, in friendship. I get sad.
My father took this picture of me, when I was home a few weeks ago. I miss him and my mom...and my friends and everything back home. But (funny thing) I found things to miss here as well! ;)) I'm crazy! Anyways...LOVEEE my hair color! ;))