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Flowered mortality
<<2003-02-05 - 9:35 a.m.>>

Well I didn't update yesterday because either too much went on or I just couldn't be bothered typing. I'm guessing the latter. So, my family is now pretty much officially estranged. My grandparents don't care enough about me to stop their lying bull and smooth over the rifts so therefore I don't care enough to speak to them any more. They lie, and then they convince each other and themselves that the lies are true and I can't cope with people like that. You cannot logically reason with a fool or a liar. Ultimately they will be the losers. Looks like my grandad's wife got what she wanted; she has him all to herself now, good for her.

Otherwise... yesterday I got up after Sarah got me out of bed and we walked out for the bus, me slipping and slidding on the ice and snow yelling "Weee!" and then I came to college. I sat around in art trying to find some inspiration (I failed) then went to French. Laura met me for lunch since she's cut down her driving lesson to an hour now. Then I went to my tutorial which was all about student budgeting which scared the hell out of me. I went to work to buy a small black sketchbook (hopefully to inspire myself) and Tracey and Rachel insisted I stay for a coffee. So I did. After that... I went home and was talking to my parents and they told me that they have decided to pay for my accommodation fees at university which is £3000 per year. I thought that my loan (which is also £3000) would just cover that and then I'd have to rely on my savings. So, I'm rich!

Holly was telling me yesterday that Mark (who she knows, kinda) was talking to her about me and saying how ace and funny and sweet I was. Bless him. Who'd have thought we'd end up really good mates?

Also I was talking to Nicola Ford on the bus this morning and we were talking about high school friends who we don't speak to any more. It turns out that it's not just me who thinks that most of them were evil bitches.

Right, well, now I have to go to Spanish and I can't help feeling that this is one of those very empty entries but I really can't be bothered to improve it.

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