And Freja goes like: ATCHO!

I'm ill, I'm defently ill. The only thing that helps is tea, and I don't even like tea. I just think it tastes like hay and I'm not a horse. My mouth is hurting and my eye is red.

I hate this. I hate everything!

The thing is, when I get ill, I never get ill enough staying home from school but ill enough to give me hell.

So today I went to school, of course, and then when I got home we watched a movie, Elizabeth: The Golden Age, I have to tell you I love these movies about old English kings and queens, I just wish I knew more about it all. I'd love to study it sometime, in the future... You must think I'm stupid.

I'm not going to the Czech school tomorrow, because I feel like there's no point going there for just one lesson when I've got so much to do with my own school...

My feelings are like this wall, just colours without any reason...

I'm not sure what more to say, I'm still waiting for contact with outer space... Oh my, I want Wednesday so bad.