This weekend

This weekend a few people remain in the dormitory. The people left have their plan and leave us. They are going home and have trip for fun…
Finally only left three people include me. Our desolation is greater now that the friends are away. The whole school seems empty. I regret that I still in here. But outside is the hotter place. I don’t want to get moving. But I could not reconcile myself to stay and doing nothing funny. What can I say...? The baby-doll summer….