This day has started with my not getting out of bed early enough. I’d been angry and vexed by perspective of day. Even thinks about Nastya birthday brought me irritation.
When I had came in the workshop there were a few people, whom I hadn’t noticed but then I perplexcedly congradulated Katya and Nastya with birthday. In one word I couldn’t be marry and make any fanny jokes for friendly atmosphere because of my anger and weakness and some kind of disaster inside. I didn’t want to celebrate anything at all. Girls were talking about vapid things but I wanted to go away more and more. In such kind of situation a strange willpower force you to do what you in fact must to do.
There was so little people today and teachers were passing through the workshop breathing hard and keeping silence. View from the window hadn’t changed all the time.
After abbreviated russian lesson I went home and think about my future. Listening Queen you unwittingly become better.