I'm so... don't even know anymore

No disturbing giggling last weekend. The neighbours are still protected from unidentified weird behaviour.

All this just because I didn't have a chance to read my new fabulous book. And the readlessness was caused by my mother whom I visited Saturday. She looked so broken when I informed I just dropping by and had no intention of staying. So of course I had to stay. And by making my visit a bit longer I gained something, too. My step father taught me maths which I failed some time ago (I'm in uni, so the maths were are studying is pretty hard for me, since I don't even understand it normally) and for the first time I actually understood it! Yey me!

Perhaps I could read a little bit tomorrow... I hope.