I'm missing them already…. they have just buggered off and left me here. No, no, not in the "oh my god I can't live without them" sort of way.. It's more that I miss their humour, I miss spending a whole day, doing nothing with them, all those senseless, weird talks, the dives in the swimming pool or those impromtu getaways. These few days…..I have shared every minute, every second with them…. God only knows, when I would get to meet you guys again…..

I guess, it’s just that I had become so used to spending time with you people……
At the moment, the person I see the most is my grandma, and we've never gotten along all that well. Not really. I never realised how much I needed my friends to give me a break from her, a break from being at home and just being in a bad mood constantly. The part, that sort of scares me, is that, I don't think any damned thing will change that.
I got back that old taste of being a happy-go-lucky person in these few days and I loved it. I loved…. not having to deal with my granma's constant complaining about things that don't really concern me, or her accusing me of things I didn't do. If only she would leave me alone….let me survive on my own, without her, and for some reason I thought that she would have changed in these twenty days. I guess, I'm just disappointed that she didn't.
Well this whole thing is making no sense. It seems the wisky has already started getting on my nerves….hah!!