Thursday 4 December 1980

Another bad day

It will not be long that I will be sick and tired of all that shit.
The I-do-not-know-how-often-th time I am angry, after I was fine the whole day.
Soon I will give up, will retreat in happy loneliness.
Where I stand at the moment is completely unclear.
Somewhere in-between.
I do not know what I actually want.

I have no idea how it will continue.
There are still 2 weeks of school, filled with cruel stress (I do not know what to do when), then will be Christmas holiday and the winter vacation.

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