I'm sorry for being gone for such a long time, but I really didn't feel like blogging. And I still don't feel like it. I just can't make myself sit and write. I don't even try. This post is just to let you know I'm not quitting blogging or something. And maybe it's time for a little update.

Well, what can I say? This week has been very weird. It's not good, it's the worst actually, except for Wednesday. Monday was a long day on school. I had to stay one hour longer to work on some project that's very important to the fact if I will pass my final exams. It wasn't very enjoying, except that I was with one of my friends and I really like doing stuff with her, so that softened it a big. Tuesday really just sucked. I went to a building where I got to listen to presentations about the climate change and what it has to do with Europe and how I can stop it. I listened to, I think, six presentations all telling the same boring shit. I got home around a quarter to five.
Wednesday was pretty cool because I took a day off, I didn't go to school. Instead I went to Leiden; the city where I was born and where I lived until I was ten years old. October 3th is always a very special day in Leiden. It has to do with the history of the city, which I'm not going to explain. But it was awesome! I really felt great when I was there. Just because of the fact that I was there. I moved house almost seven years ago and I wanted to go back since I got here. I don't feel like this is my home. I want to move back to Leiden. So I felt great while being there. I did many things I enjoyed and I ate hodgepodge (I didn't know the word in English and this is what Google Translate told me). I eventually went home and I really enjoyed the day. I hope that I will go to Leiden more often, because I feel like I'm living abroad, while I didn't want to leave my own country.
That evening, when I lie in bed, I kind of caused a fight on Twitter, where one boy particularly was using the situation to seek for attention by overly tweeting that he was going to hurt himself, and how he did it, and after a few minutes he even said that 'that didn't hurt enough' and he was asking us for something that was more hurtful. Really? Like, really really? He was just acting like he's a selfharmer, using that to seek for attention, because I know that guy and he doesn't. He just tells a lot of stories about his mental condition, and they are all lies. Saying he used antidepressants, without going to a psychologist and that kind of things. There is probably something wrong with him, but he's just labelling himself with all kinds of mental disorders, and I can't stand that.
Yesterday also pretty much sucked, because I went to school from 8.30 until 14.30 and then right after that went to the Hague with school and did a workshop, which was boring. It started at 16.00 and we weren't  finished around half past past five. Then we went to a Italian restaurant to eat with all the kids, and I enjoyed it, but after it we went back to the theatre to see a kind of musical (but it was High Art, not like a normal musical). My mother was also allowed to come, but school told us the wrong address. My mum eventually couldn't come, because simply she didn't know where to go. I felt awful the whole play and it was weird and I really didn't like it. Then when my mum came to pick me up, my teacher started talking to my mother, she didn't appologize for what happened, and when my mum became angry, my teacher basically told it was my fault.

Well, you can understand why I'm angry.

I'm sorry for this whinny post. A better update will come later.