Yeah,it's been a week since I got to mom...nothing worth telling...I get easily bored cause I mostly have nothing to do;but then again I don't feel like going anywhere on a trip or something.It's too complicated to explain what I...well,nothing.I don't really care about what mom talks to with her friends or boyfriend,so I mostly spend time jogging or now I got used to stay for at least an hour on the stairs to watch the stars,at night,when everyone's sleeping and it's heavenly peaceful.I don't like the fact that there aren't enough stars.I sometimes feel like taking a long walk in the evening,when it's colder,but I can't go by myself.Not funny anymore,but kinda sad.That's why I jogg.I feel trapped.Well,I think my life becomes more interesting now because my mind is feeding her with illusions.And with that I said pretty much all.