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| Saturday... |
| 12.07.03 (1:23 am) [edit] |
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What a stupid day it was.. Everything started so nicely...Santa was coming at night and he brought Yellow many nice things (especially a horse was a good idea), then we all went to the cinema (Finding Nemo of course) and ate our favourite Indian pizza...but I was still nervous. Why? - my neighbours were moving away. They weren't my best friends and the problem is ...that they were moving to their own house :evil: and I was (I still am) simply jeleous. I don't always want to live in that ugly block of flats, I don't feel comfortable here, it's not my place in the world. On the other hand I know that I have no choice, I must live here, I can't afford a house, it's impossible, unreal and I should be glad of what I have, but...I'm not :twisted: |
posted by: cam (reply)
post date: 12.15.03 (12:14 pm)
I know very well what are You feel. I'll never stop dreaming of my own house. :-(