What a lazy Sunday! I'm currently reading the third book of the day and wondering how I will manage when I'll start university (this is what they call an 'addiction'!).
Whatever. I didn't go out yesterday night because my best friend was supposed to pick me up at 10 p.m. but then she wrote me a message announcing that she was going to be late. I asked her "Ok, so what time are you coming?" (it was 09.38) and she answered at 11, telling me she wouldn't have gone out anymore. Fortunately I had already got undressed and was in bed (reading, obviously). But I cried before that, thinking about my life and how it sucks.
I mean, books are my only joy. And singing. What will I do in two weeks, when I will have to face a whole new world? The unknown is my biggest fear. I don't wanna even think about it.