I am so stressed. I hate packing, and especially arranging music for a journey. That stresses me out. Additionally, I must help a lot. Bleh!
Later: I’ll go to that bakery at S square again tomorrow, to buy myself some breakfast. I want to go to the library close by. I am feeling pretty sad because I won’t have any internet, ballet classes and friends for the next two weeks. Marina cancelled again. I am incredibly disappointed and sad and mad at her, too. She shouldn’t have got my hopes up like that. I guess she was just afraid. A ballet class can be very scary, especially if you’re insecure. I feel like she is basically interested but still too afraid. But then I might be wrong, too.
If you look at it positively, I have been looking forward to her coming for two weeks. Anticipation is nice as well. So it still brought something good into my life.
Okay, now I’ll do a backup of my journal and next time I’ll write in Italy. Bye!
(Translated from German)