suic_ide

I couldnt stand it and went back home to Opava. The day before yesterday I was out as I had written. But couldnt find neither anybody nor any place where to spend evening. Yesterday was even more terrible than previous days.
So that's why I am back home. Its just for few days to meet friends and get their cell phone numbers then I'll be back in Jihlava.
No more time to write, read you...

Besides the fact it's been a week since I moved here, nothing special hapenned today. I was at home all day long. I have vacation, you know. I decided not to end school year here, so I have to wait till new year starts. Well, I hope I can switch school, I havent asked anywhere yet.

I am so frustrated I cant contact anybody from Opava. All my friends stayed there, of course, and I dont have any contact on them actually. Everything was in my cell phone which I unfortunately lost on my way to Jihlava. Everything is so fucking bad!
Tonight I am going out. Maybe I'll meet somebody to talk to.
Now I'll search through this site to find somebody.

I managed to get ICQ somehow. So my new number is 371765678. 

Well, let's start a new life. I hope it'll be a nice try to start a new life.
It's been a week since I moved here and I hate it much more than I thought I would and suicide thoughts are coming nearer to me & I think one day no far in the future they'll reach and catch me & then there'll be no more place or time to run them off.
You are maybe a little bit confused, but I'll try to sum it up all for you to understand it well.

I was born in Paris, my dad's French, mum's Czech. I dont want you to know the whole story, but unfortunately mum couldnt outlast in France more than one more year after my birth & she moved back to Czechia. I grew up in Brno, mum's birthplace. I attended some school there, not very long, however. We moved to Opava then and lasted there for about 10 years. Worst ten years in my life so far.
And now I am in Jihlava. I havent understood the main issue why for heaven's sake I ought to be here. I was told it's got something to do with mum's job. Even when I know it, I cant put up with it. Of course, it had been very bad in Opava but here? It seems minimal a hundred times worse! No people, no fun, no anything! What the fuck!
Everything's bad. Tonight I decided to do some internet stuff (thanks dog that damned thing works in here). Nevertheless, it's the one and only thing that seems to work. Except this journal, of course.
Well, I'll see how will I live through here. Wish me good luck. And if you are from Jihlava, please dont be shy and contact me. I dont know anybody and any place to go as well.