My family are driving me *INSANE*. My stupid brother will just not accept the fact that I hate Indian food; he constantly tried to get me to taste it and one day I'm going to throw the nearest heavy object at him just to shut him up!
My dad is really starting to get on my nerves. He'll do anything to help anyone else in the worls, but his family may as well not exist the amount of effort he puts into being nice to us.
The lot of them went out for a few hours earlier and it was *bliss*. I collapsed on the sofa with my new book, and for once there was no one coming in telling me to budge up, no one trying turn the TV on and watch football, or the Simpsons. I was laughing out loud at my book and there was no one asking me what was so funny or why I had a stupid grin on my face. It was the most I've enjoyed myself all week, when I just had a couple of hours without seeing *any other people*. I'm counting the days until I can finally move to some isolated cottage in Scotland with just a dog, a lot of cats, and maybe some chipmunks to keep me company. And never, ever any damn football on my TV.
I found the most beautiful dragon candleholders in Chester today and I had no money to buy them. *sighs* I guess I'll have to choose between them and that gorgeous dragon dagger to buy with my Christmas money. I bought most of my christmas presents for people, except my family and one person who I forgot. I've bought really weird stuff for people this year; I hope they like it. Hhhm. My dad really wound me up this morning and I think all the strees has mad my twitchy; I've got a nervous twitch in my right eye. It's driving me insane. I think some nice quiet ficing or painting is in order. I'm about half way through chapter nine of Reverie; I'll work on that a bit more then go paint. I still need to finish that faerie watercolour.
*sighs* So much to do.... loads of homework tomorrow. I need to write an article on tigers for media. Damned english interfering with subjects that I actually want to do.
My dad is really starting to get on my nerves. He'll do anything to help anyone else in the worls, but his family may as well not exist the amount of effort he puts into being nice to us.
The lot of them went out for a few hours earlier and it was *bliss*. I collapsed on the sofa with my new book, and for once there was no one coming in telling me to budge up, no one trying turn the TV on and watch football, or the Simpsons. I was laughing out loud at my book and there was no one asking me what was so funny or why I had a stupid grin on my face. It was the most I've enjoyed myself all week, when I just had a couple of hours without seeing *any other people*. I'm counting the days until I can finally move to some isolated cottage in Scotland with just a dog, a lot of cats, and maybe some chipmunks to keep me company. And never, ever any damn football on my TV.
I found the most beautiful dragon candleholders in Chester today and I had no money to buy them. *sighs* I guess I'll have to choose between them and that gorgeous dragon dagger to buy with my Christmas money. I bought most of my christmas presents for people, except my family and one person who I forgot. I've bought really weird stuff for people this year; I hope they like it. Hhhm. My dad really wound me up this morning and I think all the strees has mad my twitchy; I've got a nervous twitch in my right eye. It's driving me insane. I think some nice quiet ficing or painting is in order. I'm about half way through chapter nine of Reverie; I'll work on that a bit more then go paint. I still need to finish that faerie watercolour.
*sighs* So much to do.... loads of homework tomorrow. I need to write an article on tigers for media. Damned english interfering with subjects that I actually want to do.