Today...

... was just like any other day. I got up at 5:30 to finish my homework, then I went to school, tried to listen to my teachers, watched the rain pouring outside... When I came back from school my trousers were soaking wet.

I also saw firemen who were extinguishing a fire that had broken out in a car. It was quite frightening. (And it created a giant traffic jam.)

To tell the truth, Tuesday is the day of French and English lessons so it's not the most boring day in the week. And studying Marcel Proust - unlike many other authors that (in my opinion) are being "over-interpreted" - is really delightful because it helps you understand a lot of things in his books.

Oh, and I had a talk with a friend who's got one of the most beautiful and sweetest names in the world, and who seems to be missing playing theatre as much as I miss playing music, which consoled me a bit. It's funny, she seems to be so shy that you would hardly guess that she likes playing theatre. People are strange, sometimes.