Day 227

Had  I taken this image now, it would be very different.

I meant to go to bed early, after getting of the phone with Jack, but started speaking to my dad.  He said a few things of significance which I'll note here then write about more later.  They are not word for word but they are as I remember them.

1. "You don't have to run."

2. "Beware of things which could distract you, especially your mother."

3. "It coloured his life."

4. "You'll either get 1/1 or 0/1.  You should get 1/1."

1. I didn't understand what that meant at first.  It meant to me that I was too focused on Jack, which I am and need to stop being and realise that, but he later said that there would be a lot of change in the next five months, and that because I am a person who walks, I should not run.  It makes sense to me.

2. Ow fuckity ow.  Hurts because he's right.  I've done very little revision and definately done more when at Dad's.  My mother gives vain attempts at asking me about revision and what she can help with every now and then, but nothing too serious.  She is one of my main distractions from my work...seriously.  She always has people over, takes me out places...

It doesn't help that he's really pissed off with her because she's taking me out tomorrow (and didn't tell him) and took me out yesterday (and didn't tell him).  Understandable, I'd say.

3. I asked about my grandfather, Ken.  I asked what he was like as a person.  I know my father's judgement is coloured for reasons which I will not put on a blog, but I asked anyway.  He said that my grandmother's death "coloured his life", Ken's, that is, because I asked for medium level explanation of him.  My father never knew that his father was fond of my mother because there were no signs of affection between his parents - I was the way he found out about the engraving of his mother's name on his father's ring - and it made me think how I always want my children to know what love looks like.  I want to know what Ken was like.  I want to understand.

I'll talk about this later.

PS: sorry i'm not online Kati.

Day 226

Went to a concert in the evening.  Almost fell asleep in the first half so downed red bull in the interval, then couldnt sit still or back in my seat for most of the show.  Then at the end I fell asleep.  Stupid red bull.

This photo slightly scares me...can't decide if i like it.  I think I do.

Day 225

Sooo.

Nothing much to say but feel like saying something.

I seriously had the weirdest obsession with Weetabix today.  I ate 3 bits before school (dry, like toast) and came back and ate....lots.  There are now like 4 left in the new-this-morning packet.  That is sooo not good.

Anyway, I was meant to have been at my dad's aages ago so will actually move now.

BRB.

Hi again.

Did you miss me?

No?

Nawww.

I admit, I did not immediately return to write to you, my lovely minions (don't complain - it's true and you know it!), because I was busy revising.  I'm not doing that well at revising...and if Youth Culture comes up I'm gonna cry, because I don't have anything learnt - or written - for that.

So.  What am I thinking?

Urr, basically nothing.

Oh well.

I suppose it's time to take my leave, then ... by the way, anyone with time should check out Matt's latest photos on Flickr.  They're seriously awesome.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/foto_tomten/

Day 224

My back hurt most of the day but it feels like it's straightened out a bit now.

Good times.

Music wasn't that bad.

Feeling strangely blank right now.

I can dream the rest away.  It's just a little touch of fate; it'll be ok.

Day 223 - Monday

Laziest day I've had for a while.

Spent the whole time lazing around, complaining about my back and watching TV with Jack.  Ridiculous ammounts of TV.

Back still hurts but I'm sure it'll be fine, because stuff is.  Happens for a reason and all that.

Have really enjoyed this lovely relaxed long weekend =)

Day 222

Rode James today and he was - of course - marvellous.  Lovely lovely beast.  So collected over the sheep field....he was being what I miss about Goulash without the jumping and rodeoing, which is very good.

After that I saw Jack and we relaxed a bit really.. by way of a change :P

Nick, Rich and Trev came round for lunch, which was good, but I got a mega headache half way through so went upstairs with Jack to hide from the loud loud loud Nick, which was cool.  He ended up staying over because my mum didn't want him walking back to his on his own, and he didn't want to sleep on the sofa.  Fair enough, I'd say.

Days 220 and 221

Day 220:

Awesome two days.  Really awesome.

On Friday I had two exams in the duration of my IT lesson, French (i think that was good =]) and Music (there's a chance I didn't fail) - which was alright.  I did nothing in the lesson except allow Jack to basically murder Laura with hugs, the poor dear.

After school Jack and I moseyed back to mine and arsed around a bit...then I fell asleep for about 15 minutes too long..oops.  Then went to see Steve.  What Charles didn't tell me is that Steve wanted to see me if I wanted to go back to judo.  Durr.  So I said no, basically...but the option is open, as far as I can tell.

We got the bus some time around 6, and half way through the journey realised that Carl (Jack's sister (Dom)'s boyfriend) was behind us..which was really rather amusing.  They took the piss out of me not liking mushrooms a lot, which was pretty funny rly.  Jack tried to get me into Star Trek but we basically spoke through it.  We then watched the Dark Knight and went to sleepy =)

Day 221:

The morning was kinda slow and relaxed.  We lay around a bit, then got the bus at 11:20 to Brighton (there really were a lot of old people on that bus...) and Oli called me when I was on it.  We had lunch in the Basketmaker's Arms which was alright, a mega burger and a hell of a lot of chips.  Good times man.

Jack and I then went back to mine, and got Oli's stuff together.  I gave it to him while Jack hid upstairs for 1 hour 47 minutes (sorryyyy!--though not reeally my fault..).  When I got back upstairs, after freaking ages, I have honestly never been so grateful for a hug from Jack.  I just needed it, and he was there.

When we got home again Mum needed milk, so I made the normally 7/8 minute walk in 4 minutes and jumped around a lot on the way there.  I thank you Blink 182.

Now I'm back, in a big hoody over a black strap top and some too-thin trackie bums.  I was in jeans but spilt J2O all over the place, which was not my best move, I must say.

Day 221 photo will follow tomorrow, when I can tax it off Pod, as he has rather rudely taken his phone to work.