An empty day, great for when it comes to the middle of the week, this way, I don't need to strain my brain into thinking too hard, to tense myself even more as I draw nearer to the weekends. I can't wait. When Saturday approaches, I will have an entire week off to do my extende essay and that's enough time to isolate me, to cut me off from everyone else.
But no, Sundays I have orchestra rehearsals so I have to manage to wake up early enough to get there on time. Things I have once wished for, I now realised why I didn't really prefer these choices in the first place, the fact that I would never fall into place with other people.
Those who distracted me, making me laugh, are those that keep me sane. Those who are always with concern, are the ones that are reminding me of why I am this way. I don't blame them, I did the same once before.
Confused, lost and insecure, I don't know if this is good or bad. It's by time I start resting or I won't be able to have the energy to endure the rest of the week.
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