The hunger in me

I am FREE, and it's starting to annoy me! The first days of my freedom seemed wonderful and exciting but its getting harder to survive day by day. Am I really that bad at this?! I didn't even think of bringing a blanket or something with me... apparently (and it's true) I have no experience at all. I thought of bringing toiletpaper but not even a sleeping bag? So what do I do-- this is what my days have consisted of so far:

8:30-- wakey wakey! Breakfast time is perfect for thinking about what to do next9:00-- Be bored...

11:00-- life without school is boring (I'd never thought I'd say this!!!)

1:00pm-- search for wireless internet

3:00pm-- Being bored is too simple

4:00pm-- search for suitable shelter

7:00pm-- eat for 2ND time (I am saving everything I own so no need wasting all the food so quickly)

10:00-- think about life

11:00pm-- fall asleep to wake up every half-hour

Not the life I expected leaving my house for the last time... Of course I could return there--but only in emergency cases! I don't even dare imagine someone wating for me there, to take me away. Actually, now, I don't even dare imagine anything, because frequently I started thinking it brings bad luck... I don't like the look of anything I mixed up by running away. Nothing seems adventurous anymore, and for gods sake-- I NEED SOME CONTACT!!! There are millions of people in the whole world and n0n£ is speaking with me! No contact whatsoever. I could get murdered and the only one that would miss me is the spider who is my 'temporary pet' living with me! Maby not even him.. or her... whoever the spider is...