Out of Outwhere, I think.
Sleeping in a DP shirt, seeing the same faces as abroad, smiling when notice a trifle from there here. So why have I to live right here. I'm affraid of the heavy load of awaiting learning, cos I haven't been learning at all the whole school years. Really trembling with fear. All can I do and will do cos there's no other sollution, is reading exceptionaly boring lecture, making the fucked up herbarium and making excercises in my FCE book instead of warm huging you, hot kissing you. Making crazy love...However there is a small light in the long for now tunel. With every incoming day I am more convinced I want to study at least or to live abroad after education.
I needed to fill a piece of scrumbled paper because I was feeling sad and even shopping for school hasn't made my mood better.
I cannot also start writing a letter, because if yours will be in my hands, then mine would rise to almost enormous size. I know you almost hated those long-readings, so I'll try to write only the essence without unneeded descriptions, only the best things. Sorry about them ( the over long letters).
Maybe the time spent alone in my room, house makes myself become sad. Maybe I just need to jump to the very fast whirlwind of work? But I have already some and it doesn't make me happier. It even makes it worse, because it's boring, when I'm bored I'm becoming sad, I'm suceptible to cry. That's the way it is. I want to work in peace and quiet but I can't even fall asleep early (10 pm). I got out of the habbit of going to sleep so (:D) early. After all with you the average time was hour zero to 1pm =^^=.
It's stiupid, although I know you don't have much to do at home, except your work, I didn't write and sent it on e-mail, cos I also know good that things like this and so long are not so much liked by you. This is my piece of internet.

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I dont leave You alone, my heart and soul is 4ever by You, Kochanie. :*
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