I stood on that leg and I just... fell over. It never happened before. I knew that there's something bad going on with this knee but... I never thought I would fell! 

 I am afraid of September. I'm afraid of the last class and... things are going back to normal. I don't want them to. I'm afraid of seeing J. I'm afraid of being among all of those people. I don't even like them. I love my class, but all the rest just... terrifies me. 

 It's over. There's two weeks left, but my holiday is over. I have to prepare myself to school. Like... mentally. Oh, fuck it.