You, will never walk alone.

I’ve been playing truant at home. God knows when I last stayed at home for the entire day. Now I go home, and I sleep. Wake up, and I’m out again.

I would love to putter around in the kitchen, but with the owner’s constant presence around, it gets a little unnerving. Better to do simple things than to start a small war in the kitchen.

Half time’s over. I need some goal and directions to carry through till the end of the year. School has been :(:( and it’s so tiring to get to school. I need to make time to run, damnit.

This journal is becoming a lacklustre place, because I don’t know what I want you to know. I don’t know what I should write. Perhaps this is just a passsing phase, but right now: this place is a front.