[Orchid.ua]

I'm already sick of my family. Of their jokes and blaming me of all mortal sins like doing wrong things, "sitting near the laptop doing nothing" and not being ready yet. Of their need to communicate when I don't want that, getting angry with reasons and without them, shouting at me for my being impolite and getting annoyed when I am angry.

A whole day with them in a car. Sorry people, I will not be listening to you, Iron Maiden are much better.

Everything has come back after a moment of drunk excitement.

I'm afraid of tomorrow. I don't know why. I feel guilty for everything. I know that I will be guilty if we're late or sth else happens. I know I'll be joked about and having reached the destination I'd receive angry whispers "Be nice, or I'll show you what hell is...". Welcome, holiday mood...

I can't stand people. I hate fake smiling and pretending I'm ok.

I wish someone took me the way I am.

That's it. I feel guilty for eating. Throwing up each time I have sth. Great...