Weekends have never been a bore. But it has, at least now, becus my brother and my cousins who would often fill my saturdays with laughter and madness, aren't heading to my gramma house tml. I prolly have to head to gramma house, watch telly and eat at table alone. Usually, we would blabber alot nonsense during eating on table, while the adults will just munch and prolly just listen to us talk crap. It just doesn't make sense to them. I hope that many many of my cousins would be gathering at my gramma hse tml. I don't like feeling empty and lonely inside out.