Hello people.


Today is the last day of vacation. And this time the idea of returning to school feels worse than usual.


Before I go into detail about that I'll quickly tell you about today:
This morning I got up at about 8 a.m. and after a small breakfast (green tea and kiwi) I started tidying up my room. After coming back from Amsterdam I have been too lazy to put the stuff in my room away and the piles were destracting and ugly so I had been organizing and folding clothes. While doing that I also listened to my happy playlist on spotify. Seriously, listening to music in the morning is the best thing ever, it wakes you up and instantly lifts up your mood.
After that my parents woke up and I started doing some left-overs from my homework I had to do during the holidays.
When my mum finished breakfast we drove to the gym and I had a really good work out. The gym wasn't too full, it was a little bit too hot in there so I have been quite sweaty, not gonna lie, but I had leg day today which I usually enjoy more than any other work out.
We then drove home again, took a shower and after that we drove to a food festival in a city near us.


I had a kind of wrap/ sandwich thing from spain (I am sorry, I forgot what it was actually called), filled with tomato, morzarella, basil and pesto. Oh my god, it has been so delicious. The city was really crowded which I can't stand for that long, but I met some people from school and also my brother and a friend of his and we had a coffee together which had been lovely as well.




During spring break I spend a lot of time doing stuff, like working out, taking photos, painting, writing, reading, traveling, meeting friends et cetera. So I haven't been bored at all, as I usually am during any kind of holiday. Usually I end up missing school because I get bored.
This year I had my days scheduled, I had plans and goals I had to achieve in a day and I nailed it everytime. I learned to properly plan my days to make them useful and not to waste them completely. I feel like I changed during that short period of time a lot. Not only mentally, but also physically, since I had so much time to work out regularly and even more often.
Now just the idea of going back to school makes me feel sick and just feels weird to me: I had a life completely independent from school. I even forgot sometimes that I had to go back! 
I think my mind ousted every thought of school because the last three weeks of school had just been the worst for me. As you know, I had to hand in the very important essay on the last monday before the holidays, so the weeks before that dead-line had been most stressful and there had been evening where I just wanted to quit and not do anything anymore, but I knew I had to and there was no way around it. Good for the mental health hahahahhaha fml 

Now I am here, enjoying the last hours of freedom before I go to bed and start the stressful normal course of life. In the next week I need to prepare two presentations, one of them is related to the essay, write an analysis and interpretation about an excerpt from a Kafka book and make some kind of project for art. I would have actually prefered to start those things during my holidays, but the teachers forgot to give me more details about it and nobody answered my emails. Nice one teachers. Thanks. 

So I am really looking forward to school, doing homework again, getting up at 6 a.m., getting home at 4 p.m. or later and of course still trying to have the rest of my life in order, meaning to work out regularly, practise piano and singing and give private lessons. And additionally still get enough sleep, eat regularly and healthy and sometime allow myself to some fun.