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The other Manolo Blahnik For those of you don’t know me that will not make much sense but this group of friends means a lot to me and I hope that by the time I go to Uni we can have spent as least some of the summer together without all the crap and politics that it has involved lately. I’m supposed to be in Art but I’m waiting for some paint to dry and pretending to do some research while I wait. The girl at the next computer keeps staring at my screen and it’s really quite intrusive. Heh. So that’s all for today. I think I can safely say that today finds me in a good mood and I hope nothing happens to reverse the good that has been done so far, not only in the aforementioned situation but also in my own life. Everything’s going so well and I feel a little like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. My granddad was supposed to go for an Endoscopy yesterday but he didn’t because he’s old and stupid and obviously in denial. He says he didn’t want to be messed about (in other words he was scared shitless) so if he dies of some throat cancer from the disgusting pipe he smokes and the lungfuls of smoke he inhales in that tiny little room he sits in all day, then so be it. It will be his own fault in the end and that will be my last living grandparent, the third out of four to be lost to cancer. Doesn’t say much for my chances does it… Right. I’m done for the day and I better get back over the other side of campus. |
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