But does that mean I'm truly alive?

Hi everyone, guess this is just an update even though I've got nothing much to say. Occasionally I might just seem to literally disappear from here, and while I acknowledge this I find it difficult to draw enough strength to make posts and keep up with everyone here...my mind is quite exhausted.

It's not much different at school. It seems the essence of loneliness has risen from hell to strangle my mind, my vision. There's people all around me yet for some reason I feel no more connected to them then observers taking notice of human sociology from behind a glass wall. I try to speak, but my throat is gripped with a unseen force, perhaps it is fear, perhaps it is inexperience, perhaps I simply have nothing to say to people who are nothing like me.

I am an alien. And when I get back to the mothership I've got to inform them that doing transgalatic student exchange programs are a bad idea...

Hope you all have a nice day/evening,
~Monsieur