Had a chat with my grandma for a while. Revealed her a secret about my depression which took place last yearin october. She looked bothered. Hope that she will delete this information from her memory as soon as possible.

I slowly run out of clean clothes. I would better washed them up instead of writing this rubish here. Whatever. SUMMER IS LIKE A TWITTER FOR ME. IT DRIVES ME INSANE. WHY THE HELL DO I TYPE IN A CAPS-LOCK MODE?!