The 17th of July (a Tuesday)
23.28
Sup? Hahahaha this is so sad. I haven't written in such a long time and I am sorry, but I totally forgot about this book until today👏🏽
For starters, I have some issues with holidays. Hehe
For some reason, I am the saddest during holidays. I am not totally sure why, but I think it has to do with feeling left out. All people (I think that, doesn't mean it is true) are doing nice stuff; enjoying the beach, paragliding, hanging out with friends, playing with guys' noses, sitting in little police cars and I am that sad bitch that plays Sims all day and has to learn for an exam that she planned so perfectly.
Yep. I know that not all people are doing great stuff and that some of them are bored as hell, but still, I want to do the holiday things too. Damn, I sound like a toddler that doesn't get to do the fun stuff that all the other kids do.
It is just my freaking weak spot. Nothing really makes me more sad than feeling left out of all adventurous, fun and exciting events that all my favorite people do.
You know, my dad doesn't understand me. My mom does. Today I cried during eating (because I felt left out) and he was like: 'But, Layla, you have to study for your exam and they know that, so they are not going invite you.' Yeah, I know that and I keep telling myself that, but I still feel like crap, so bear with me, please. My mom wasn't home.
So yeah. Here are the heartfelt troubles of me.
But hey! I am going to nail my freakin' philosophy exam and have fun tomorrow with my fellow exam friend.
Goodnight.
(P.S. The Most - Miley Cyrus is a really beautiful song)
The 28th of July
13.21
Yo, I am on a boat on my way to Harwich, Great Britain.
The 31st of July
10.36
I am still in the GB and we visited a whole lot of cities already.
Not much has happened, but it has been fun. I have only spoken to my parents, the Starbucks barista and some people that like our van.
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a Big Mess of Weird Stuff
Non-FictionMy name is Layla. This book is about my life and the writing is just a big old mess (hence the title). I am from the Netherlands, so it could be that there are some grammar mistakes in here, especially in the beginning 'cause I was fourteen when I w...
