My name is Bella and i just started high school. I moved here to Korea a month ago along with my father that will be working her apparently for the rest of his life. I moved all the way from the USA.

I wake up in the morning as usual feeling really tired. Even tho i've been living her for a month my brain doesn't seem to want to understand that the time difference have changed since i moved here. I take my phone and check my messages and my twitter. 0 notifications as always. Then I go straight to the toilet and then go down the stairs for some breakfast. 

When i'm done eating i go up to my room again to wear my uniform for school. I look out at the window. Looks like it's sunny outside. I just hope my mascara doesn't melt in this sun. I cross the room to go to look in the mirror. Ugh, i look like a mess. But i can fix that with a little bit of magic. I take my foundation and blend it in with a brush and then i take my concealer and conceal all my blemishes and under eye dark circles. Today i wanted to go with a super natural look so i will just put some mascara to my dark brown eyelashes. My brown hair looks so thick but it's just because i haven't brushed it. I take my big pink brush and brush through all the tingles. Then i just throw my hair up in a ponytail. Hopefully i look good. Well this is me i think while i'm looking at myself in the mirror. My hazel brown dark eyes looks so red. I feel like a walking zombie. 

I don't know anyone at school yet and i don't even know what i'm suppose to do. Since my dad is Korean i've leared korean since I was little

I don't want to fake the real definition of me. When I came here to Korea I realized that the flow is big. And I really didn't want to follow it. If people don't like me it's their problem, not mine. But I get nervou