Well, hello,stranger! I haven't written for a while that's for sure. I don't even know where to begin... Today we got back from Hungary and if anyone would ask me how my vacation went over there I wouldn't be so confident to answer. I must say there was one afternoon where I was having fun. I met up with Vivien, my bestfriend from kindergarden + primary school, and I am happy to say that she hasn't changed at all. We spent an amazing day with wandering around the city,shopping,ice creams,kfc,taking pictures and stuff,but most of all - for the first time - I had someone to talk to. You know, just like when I was 8 - and like when I used to share everything with her, it was exactly the same, apart from the fact that we both got more mature. Yeah, and I miss her already and wish we could've spent more time together. The other seven days? Well, it sucked. I don't wanna sound like a spoiled lil' biatch, who's allergic to old people and thinks not spending any time with the family is 'cool', but honestly?  I can't stand them. I'm not being whiny,but it's really hard to tolerate them - even for a week which is sad. I was feeling like a bin of emotions, taking in the same trash over and over again. I listened to all their problems more than once, and none of them was bothered to ask me anything about my school,my 'new environment'...nothing. Simply because they didn't care. They have their own issues, I know, but still... Clearly ageing makes people only worse. If I'm honest I won't mind another two years without a visit. Arghh... and just when I thought it can't get any better, my dad made up his mind; he wants to go to Spain (by car!!!) so that he can start his new stupid business which,by the way, doesn't have any use. The only thing he should do is to try to learn this damn language. But,no,no he has to go to the other side of Europe to get into another idiotic idea. And me? Who cares what I want... But the only thing I really need is rest, and to sort out my school stuff so that I can be ready for September to start year 11. The most important year for every student in the UK. The one and only year where I should really do nothing else,but study for my future. I know I'll try my best and not even my dad,my annoying class mates, or anyone can hold me back from doing that... never! Well, I guess that's all for now. Thank you so much for listening. Believe me,sometimes that's what most people really need.