A really shitty thing happened last week that you don't need to know about. It's been one of those horrible weeks that just drags on and on and never really gets any better until you get so sick and tired of listening to your own damn whining. So yes, I will spare you from the brunt of my own damn whining, and just tell you about a few small happy shiny parts of this week.
1. The house is settled. Woohoo! We don't have to huddle in the streets with the other hobos! SCORE.
2. Exams were alright so far. (And well, I slipped a few coins into my scripts, just in case)(Geez Rachel, how full of crap you are sometimes.)
3. I did speak to my sister a few days ago. She's too cute for words. My dad was telling me how she had drawn a person with a sad face in school. And how she also drew a chicken drumstick. Which I think translates to how sorry she feels for the chickens. Or she's sad that we don't feed her enough.
4. I've been playing my guitar. (Three is the atomic number of Lithium, Kurt Cobain)
5. I'm coming back in two weeks! Ah, the food I am going to devour. I should just camp at the hawker centre.
The clock says it's 5.13am now. Birds are starting to chirp, and I think they're saying "Holey moley, is her light still on?" It's like that feeling how sometimes the things around you just seem to happen and happen.
It has not been easy.
