I'm sad and depressed and I can't smile for real, I hate the feeling I have inside... It's like I'm incomplete. Something somehow is missing and I'm writing this on a f blog. I'm not very smart and I should be happier. I should also be faster because I still have to have a shower, then phone to that shop where I was about to be taken on and then take the bus heading to the city centre.
These are holidays, aren't they?
Come on Julie, smile!