Well this is me now...

Well it would seem i haven't blogged in some time. Not here anyways.

News is, Shant Parker passed away on the 3rd Feb, collided with a car whilst on his bike. Very sad, it shook us up a lot, again. We had the funeral today. Emotional. Managed to miss out on ancient history because of it.

Dads doing ok, not brilliantly, but ok. I'm coping fine.

Tom and i are going great, i'm really happy being with him at the moment. i'm really glad for his support and care, its really helped.

School is a bit of a pain, but its slowly coming together, a bit late, but its happening.

Schoolies is almost organised for us, toms booking the house up the coast soonish i think.

Joe is organising a group to go see Arj Barker at Glen Street Theatre, which shall be good :)

i have an ancient history excursion on friday, and a textiles excursion in a few weeks. And i have work placement at Sydney Water coming in week 8 after half yearly's. So we shall see how that all goes. Hopefully all will go well.

So i think that just about sums it up for me at the moment... not a lot else is happening....

ciao bellas xoxox

blurgh

Greetings all, i am alive and well, kicking actually.
it would seem i'm lashing out more than i should at the moment. It really isn't too good for people around me. Thankfully i'm lashing out at the people who aren't necessarily closest to me, i mean i haven't snapped at Tom or Ash it would seem. In anycase, it still isn't good, and i'm not entirely sure whats triggering it. I don't think its lack of food or anything like that, although that doesn't help, becuase then i'm tired as well. Textiles doesn't help, but i'm feeling better about that now that i have changed my initial idea about what i'm doing, although i don't kinow if it will last, but i shall wait and see....

in the mean time, i suppose i should try to be more accomodating, but i don't see it happening to well....

xoxox

Change...

Why is it so different now that i'm living with dad?
Why don't i cry myself to sleep like i used to do? Why is it so easy to let him do what he does? Just because i'm living with him now, why do i feel that i am happier?

They say ignorance is bliss, but how can that be when i'm happier knowing than not knowing?

i love him dearly, but this not sleeping and eatiung properly is going to take its toll eventually... i just hope not anytime soon.

at least once i get my P's it'll be a bit easier, just have to pay for petrol then...

why don't i get scared when he drinks? i used to a bit, i used to get scared, then i'd worry, then i'd cry, and then i would sleep. Now i don't and i don't know why. Maybe its because i'm here. I mean its not like its taken me long to get settled in, its not like its not a home for me, but all the smae its still temporary... like all the other homes, its just a house, with the home contained in it...

"Each player must accept the cards life deals him. But once they are in hand, he alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game." - Voltaire 1694-1778 (French Philosopher and Author)