Today my vacation started. I was happy at first, but then I said to myself:

You would think that school is over...
You would think that work is done...
You would think that you are free to do as you please...
But no......
YOU'VE GOT FRIENDS THAT FORCE YOU TO SOCIALIZE THROUGH THE ENTIRE VACATION, SO YOU HAVE NO CHANCE AT ALL TO WRITE STORIES, READ BOOKS, SUBSCRIBE ART, MAKE ANY ART OR EVEN SLEEP!!!

look at what they let me do for the holidays:
day after tomorrow: swimming, treating everybody on fries, inviting them at my home and watch a movie, everything but sleeping, making breakfast for everybody

two days later: a mini(!)-vacation of a week on Texel (Dutch island) carrying everybody's gear and preparing everybody's meals, probably suffering more damage of which I'm not (yet) aware...

three days after that: I get to be free, because I will flee, with my mothee and my sistee to the beautiful country of Croatiee... But that's just for three weeks...

Who knows what horrific, terrifying, terroristic and, most of all, un-ximily-friendly plans they can make up in those three weeks...

More and more the plan to stay in Croatia and live on crabs and salt water (read: on the beach with a nice tan and a pocket full of money) rather than returning to the deadly (but oh so kind and appreciated) bunch of friends I've got at home.