Hello

Hello. It was a strange day for me. At first I woke up around six and got up really quickly. I turned on the computer and while it was switching on, I ran to feed my rabbit and to get a bowl of cheerios (I had no idea how to write this word but as always, Google helped me retain it (: ). After that I checked facebook, looked at all the updates, etc. and when I saw the clock which beeped and told me that it was time for me to get ready, I hurried to the bathroom to take a fast shower and brush my teeth and some other things which I don't think you would find interesting (not that I think that you actually read this as according to the views the blog, my posts aren't really that intriguing for people) Anyways, I got ready amazingly fast and even managed to put make-up on on time. What followed is my day, which turned out to be very exciting and interesting, who knew... When I got off the bus and went into the underground, my friend, Sammy, was waiting for me there, as always. We talked about some things which I don't actually remember (they weren't that interesting as we both weren't feeling okay and didn't really feel like talking). After the long journey we finally reached our destination, our school! TA DAM (dramatic music). My day was actually really dull. I drank two coffees and I could feel the caffeine running through my veins, blending with my blood, making me feel very nervous, exciting, fast, extra-fast, and invincible. Strange, huh? In the end, I felt ill because of all these but wouldn't admit it till the end of the school day. Anyway, in the lunch I went to my Physics teacher who managed to explain me "Projectile motion" and I finally got it! I was so happy and excited but at the same time, as I told you one line ago, I felt ill. After that we had more classes, and after that some more, but finally school was over! We had seven periods today so I had to wait one more so that I could go to my Choir rehearsal. In my eight period I wanted to go to one of my teachers because yesterday I told him that I wanted to ask him something. I went there and talked a lot. So many things came to my mind, so many things I shared. I felt powerless and as if I was naked. I embraced my fears by sharing them but I felt as if there was nothing left to defend me, as if I had told everything sacred. I don't feel this way anymore. I feel better than I did in the morning and the day before that. I feel great, actually. No reason. I just feel great (:

P.S. I'm posting some random pictures of Sammy (on the left) and me (on the right).