Strangers

Maybe I am not as optimistic as I was, maybe I have not finished the assignment yet, maybe I am not as lonely as I was, maybe maybe and maybe… there are too many unsure reasons to tell how anxious I am now.

From tomorrow morning on, I will spend a five-day trip in London with people I really do not know very much. STRANGERS, I will say. I am now feeling uncomfortable of going to be with them. Though there are no language problems among us, the point is they are not the people I really want to spend time with. They are nice, but there are too many differences among us. They might not enjoy clubbing and I find it boring to visit museums.

Any museum is worthy visiting and it is no problem at all. They are people major in history. But, I am taking languages. I like to observe people in club and discourse the languages people use socially. The languages used on the noticeboard in the museum are not as interesting as people talk in bars. Languages are changing all the time. Yet, history can not be as changeable as languages.

I am accidently to be in England so it means I am not well prepared to know all the things here. It is not a bad idea to learn England history, but I find myself with no point of knowing them. They are dead things to me…

I totally have no idea what is going to happen in the trip. I do not want to spend too much money because I have gotten other plans already. They told me it would be a regret seeing none of the opera. So what! I do not care! I need to do things on purposes which means I just want to involve myself into the things I am really interested. Otherwise, it is just wasting time and life. Furthermore, I do not see the lose of seeing opera would be a regret in the life. There are still lots of things waiting for me to be explored. What can I say? We are friends/ people/ strangers / none in different interests.
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