not being here

So this is day 2 in PG and I already want to go home and by home i mean Vancouver, i mean fucking Vancouver.  Boy, did i ever have high expectations for this trip home and boy am i dissapointed as fuck.  Its like im sliding back into the person i was six months ago, its like the people here have not changed at all.  All my anxieties are coming back and I feel gross.  These last few months have probably been the best of my life and coming back here just reminds me of everything… ugg im alittle drunk, drinking with the family.. lots of weird and mean things were said.. maybe ill repost in the morning. fuck i just want to not be here.  but i guess ill make the best of it. bah!