The Blog

   *shrugs*...
Well, life goes on, I guess. I lost my playground on the internet, but I still have my diary and my site, so I guess I'll be okay. I took the loss of the Junkyard really badly, there was yelling and screaming and knashing of teeth, but I blame a lot of that on me also having to apply for Honours on Thursday.
So, I have applied, I wrote my covering letter and have been studying hard to ensure that I get good marks this semester, and now it's up to the judging committee to read over my letter and see if they will excuse my past mistakes and allow me to do this extra year of study. I won't find out until December, so you'll all just have to wait for that.

My chocolate is arriving at Bass Hill McDonalds on Monday morning at 6am. Apparently they don't want me to arrive before 7 though, so I guess I'll have to be a little patient. But still, as of monday I will be the proud owner of 10kg of dairy milk. Woohoo!
My new glasses are finally ready too, so I think I will go pick those up on Tuesday. It will be very nice to see the world through an unobscured view as well, but more on that later.

My cactus is flowering. I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but my cactus, the one James got me on conception day, grew this giant stem-y thing, and from that two flowers have now opened. I have a photo of the cactus with one flower, and I will hopefully remember to post it sometime soon (I'm currently at James' place and unable to do such things).

James and I are going out to the theatre tonight. Dramac is doing the Princess Bride, and he bought us tickets to the final show as a surprise, which was incredibly sweet of him. I have loved that story for as long as I've known it, so I'm really looking forward to tonight. Now we just have to hope he gets his assignment done before then...

Things at home have gone from bad to worse. Mum still hates Dad and Dad doesn't care and the rest of us just have to put up with the tension. I really wish that they would just get a divorce or something, it might be easier on the rest of us. I hate it when my mum is upset, and there's nothing I can do to repair things. I hate feeling helpless more than anything.

Anyway, James needs the computer to do his assignment now, so I'll leave off here.

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