Sorry for cancelling the theatre trip (or, more like, excluding Jack). Here, have something else to hope for instead.
Wednesday, 30th September
I forgot what I wanted to write about.
That I finally have the right to get excited about Halloween and Fall and I'm incredibly happy about it? That I haven't seen Jack in five days because I'm ill? That with every passing year at high school we have less and less classes in common, which means we see less time? That some days, it's not even an hour and a half?
That I'm getting tired of waiting? Who wouldn't, after more than two years.
My friends say I don't sound like myself recently. Maybe they're right.
But actually, I've remembered what I wanted to write about, and aaaaah! I'm so excited about it that I definitely sound like myself again! I've probably already written about how I miss dance lessons, and, well, I think I've found a solution! There is a dance hall open for public every Saturday, all it takes is to ask Jack to go dancing for fun someday. Now, I'll save all my worries and what-ifs for another day, I have to study Spanish for tomorrow.
