Zoom was terrible. All the boys dragged me up to dance, which was horrible! I don't dance, I never have, never will, I physically cannot dance. The film festival itself was boring, and by the end of it, I had lost feeling in my arse!
I've been really down lately, really starting to question existence, and the whole meaning of life. I'm in mourning, but I'm not, at the same time. I'm dazed and confused. What am I doing here? Why me and not someone who actually deserves to live?
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