I guess I have to start to write my journals in English. Using my mother language is kinda egoistic.
About the previous post: I managed to write the lyrics and arrive at the rehearsal of Skyanger, I growled almost continously for like an hour, but they didn't call back. At first I was quite upset. By now I've already got over it.
But life would be too perfect without problems and disappointments, right? Right now, I'm sitting on my bed in my dorm, eating poorly tasting instant noodles, having my leg in a cast, trying to accustom myself with thoughts that my best friend has definitely ended his relationship with me, and another good pal hadn't enough trust in me to believe that I wasn't backbiting him and preferred to believe two my other friends, who are currently at 'war'. Generally, in consequence, both I and my pal are accused of narking, and my pal called me a liar. Despite the fact, that I never gave him a single reason to distrust me. And about that best friend... Well, according to him, a homophobe can't be friends with a gay.
Summing up, losing friends, realising that some of them backbiting me, and having myself chained to the bed and being forced to give up my plans for a fortnight isn't very nice, which results in a miserable mood I have now.
Luckily, my boyfriend supports me wholeheartedly and keeps me away from completely falling into depression. I am really thankful for all his effort, I cannot imagine what would I have done without him. Three years together haven't gone to waste. <3