So, so, I just have to say this. I did the freaking high rope at PE yesterday, and I´m like, SOOOOOOO proud, I´ve got like, bruises on one of my arms after it, and soar red marks on both of my arms, and legs. And I´m so happy, I mean it, I´m like, oh my god, I can´t even explain how happy I am. And, and, now my sister´s in the city I live in, and I´m gonna meet her tomorrow, for the first time since September. so happy. Oh, no my teacher came, gotta go for now.

I´m back, now I´m starting the chap.

"What colors I like?" I said, it was Wednesday, and I and Kurt were out for the shopping trip. "Hm, I like red, and orange. And you know, you can say whatever you want, I am not going to wear anything grey, black or brown, ever again."

"Why not?"

"Because, until I was old enough to go buy my own clothes, black, grey and brown, was the only colors I ever wore. And also, after that, my dad would throw away most of the clothes I had bought for myself, and giving me some other grey, black or brown sweatpants, or T-shirts, or hoodies, everything was way too big as well."

"But I think, that because you like that kind of colors, you´d have to wear something else to, that is like black, white or grey, because otherwise it looks kind of weird."

"I didn´t think about that."

"Is there anything you need, more than other clothes?"

"What about jackets?" I joked. "One raincoat, and one for the winter, because I, my friend, isn´t gonna spend another winter, in hoodies and sweat pants, it´s FREEZING." Kurt laughed. "It´s not funny, when I bought a winter- jacket, my dad burned it, and that´s three years ago, do you know how cold it was the next winter, and I couldn´t even buy a new one, because my dad would have burned that too." Kurt laughed even more. I sighed, and then he took my arm, and pulled me faster through the crowds.

Seven hours later

"Oh, I´m so tired, I mean, I don´t think it has ever taken me seven hours to shop before, it has taken like, five minutes, ten minutes at the most."

"You are weird." Kurt said, and threw me a bag of clothes, I caught it, and pretended that it had pushed me down in the sofa, so I laid down. Kurt laughed, and when I lifted my head, I saw that he was shaking his head. Then I laid my head back down on the sofa, with my legs hanging outside the sofa.

"Hello guys." Carole and Burt came into the living room, and sat down in the sofa, on the opposite side of the table from me. "You had a good time shopping?"

"Oh yeah," I sat up, now I was all hyper. "and you know, I´ll show you what we bought, so don´t you show them anything yourself Kurt, but I can´t wait to get some real clothes on, so." I pulled out a pair of red skinny- jeans and a black T-shirt out of the one of the bags. "I´m gonna go change." I jumped over one bag, and ran up the stairs to my room. Where I pulled of my old clothes and threw them on the bed, and pulled on my new ones, then I ran down to the living room again.

"So," I said, and sat down in the sofa, next to Kurt. "We bought…" I reached for one of the bags. "Two jackets, one raincoat, and one jacket for the winter." I pulled out the raincoat; it was dark blue, with an orange pattern, and then the winter jacket, black with bright- orange zippers.

"I… can see you like colors." Burt said.

"Yes," I answered. "I do. And, here we got some T-shirts." I pulled a about, four or five T-shirts of different colors from a bag. "And some hoodies." I pulled out two hoddies, one white and one black, with different pictures on the front. "And some pants. "I pulled out jeans in red, and some blue-jeans, and some sweat pants. "And, a cap for the winter," I pulled out a red, knitted cap and pulled it over my head. "Did I forget to show something?" I searched through the bags again.

"I don´t think so," Kurt said. "Did we forget to buy something?"

"Underwear," I said, mostly as a joke. "Socks, but I´ll fix that myself someday."

"New shoes maybe?" Kurt pointed to my trainers. That had got holes in the front, so one of my toes was seen.

"Maybe," I joked. "But I´ll fix that myself too."

Monday, glee club.

"So, glee-clubbers," Mr. Schue came into the choir room. "Now it´s in the middle of November, had a good holiday?"

"Yes" came from us in the New Directions.

"Does anybody know what will happen this week?"

"My birthday," I mumbled.

"What did you say?"

"It´s my birthday, on Thursday"

"Oh, I´ll let you decide what lesson we should have in glee- club this week then."

"Well," I said a bit insecure. "Could we have a simple-plan-week."

"A what?"

"A week when we sing songs by Simple plan, it´s a Canadian band. Their lyrics are really good."

"Simple plan- week it is…. Ben? Where´s your brother?"

"I was gonna tell you about that," Ben stood up and walked out on the floor. "This Friday night, Ethan got in a car with a drunk driver, and they had an accident…"

" What?" Mr Schue began. "Is he all right."

"He was the one in the car that was most hurt, both of his legs are broken on different places, so he´s gonna spend some time in a wheelchair, but yes. He´s gonna be all right."

So, it took me a while to write this chap, so now it´s actually two days since I did the high rope, and my sister´s here.

I´m finishing this chap now, so bye.