My new week is one of the most important weeks this year.
On Monday, there is our performance with my English Drama group; and on Thursday there is part one of my middle graduation.
I think you know now [it's great, having "know now" back-to-back^^] that my nights aren't peaceful, also because of the clock change - oh my godness, I hope my computer changes the time automatically.
Last Thursday, so four days ago, I doodled again in chemistry, you know, talking about alcohol all the time can get boring.
I wrote sixteen times je suis heureuse. Which is French and means I'm happy.
I don't know why I wrote that and even less whether I was happy.
May be I was ... but why? Because of the prospect of the whole-time reherasal next day? Because of ...?
I don't now.
To have no answers is the most painful thing in live.
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