Tonight, I'm meeting my friends at last. We should have met yesterday but, as I had foreseen, it was impossible. We decided we would meet next week, but we ended up meeting tonight instead. Which is not bad at all, I must admit: although I hate going out on Saturday, I really want to spend some time with them. Since we're meeting at my sister's (she's not really my sister, but we call each other a sister. Actually, we get on better than real sisters), my little problem with other people won't really be a problem. Don't worry, I'm no vampire!  Just a misanthrope. I've hated crowds and Saturdays for quite a long time now, and this makes me somewhat proud. Don't ask me why, I don't know.
Pizzaaaaaaaa, wait for me!!!