Jul was in her room, alone, sitted on the floor with her back rested on the wall... how many days passed? She didn't know anymore. With the puppy with her she felt less alone, but now... uff! It was so boring she could do absolutely nothing... she had had a shower, stretched, she did some exercises... but without the music it wasn't funny...
"It's boring... boring... boring boring boring..." she was mumbling to herself, humming. But time by time her tone started to grow: it was kinda a way to fill the silence, something to spend the time with...
She raised on her feet, still humming, now load "Boring, boring, and i'm tired, and i'm annoyed, and it's boring, boring boring boring..." it was a childish tune, but after all even her attitude was really childish.
Suddenly she stopped and snorted, and when she talked again she did it really, really loud "I'M BORED!!! I'M TIRED!!! I WANNA DO SOMETHING!!! I WANNA SOME MUSIC!!! I WANNA THAT STUPID TV TURNED ON!!! AND I WANNA MY IPOD BACK!!! I WANNA MY MUSIC!!! IS THERE ANYONE??? CAN YOU HEAR ME??? I WANNA MY IPOD!!!"