no different from Monday, Saturday, etc. I am so fed up of being so sad. I am trying everything that the text books say to do. at the end of the day tho I am still on my own with no-one to talk to. i write to you in my book every day. why? you are not here to read it. i want peace and i want to think of you with a smile on my face but right now i am so angry with myself for not doing something to change how i am feeling…