I'm taking my final exams soon, like everyone in my class. Everyone who knows about it asks if I'm scared. I say no, because I study and I'm always prepared. I always get good grades.
But I'm really sad that school is ending. I have so much fun at school with my classmates and my teachers too. I never miss school, and honestly I wish I could go on Saturdays and Sundays. I love being in class. We laugh all the time.
I don't want it to end. I don't want to stop seeing my classmates and my teachers. I really hate being alone. That's why I never want to be by myself. Not even when I go out for pizza. I call people and invite them to the pizzeria, and people call and invite me too.
Sometimes I go for pizza with Chiara, who lives in Muratella. I call her "Chiara the best." We were in class together in elementary school and we still keep in touch. The last time was Saturday, and she was getting a tattoo that evening. She called me and said that when she was done we could grab pizza with a friend of hers. So I went to the pizzeria myself to make a reservation—it was late Saturday and I wasn't sure they'd have a table. But they did. We ate and I had such a good time laughing.
Chiara had a new tattoo. A lot of people have tattoos. Not me. I don't want to wear nail polish. Sometimes my cousins do my makeup, but just a little, and then I take it off pretty quickly because it bothers me. But nail polish? No. I don't like it. I do wear rings and bracelets though, even when I sleep. And I go to a lot of birthday dinners for my friends. I love it. And I invite people too—I'm always calling to ask them to come. As for eating at home? That's a waste of time. What's the point? I always want to go out.