The Joys of Being Me

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Personal Statement

Personal statements are fickle things. they drive you carzy and then they drive you mad, and all you get to do is to sit there and let them. Why is that? I must be on my 6th draft already, and everytime i go to write some more, i re-read what i have already said, and realsie that it is a load of old tosh! Oh, i like that word. Tosh.

I was told yesterday that i would make a very cute penguin. I'm not entirely sure how to take that. But i was told it be a friend, so i suppose it should be a good thing... at least i hope so... hmmm.

Oh, Sparkie's coming back this weekend. I wonder if i'll get the time to be able to meet up with her, as i didn't last weekend when Baka came home. Ah well, if i don't i'll catch both when they come back for christmas. Only *counts on fingers* 36 day till we break up. Yay! can't wait!

Life at home is quite fun at the moment. like it isn't hard enough living under the same roof as parents who are splitting up, but now we don't have any water until about 8:30 tonight. After it went off at 8:30 yesterday morning. 36 hours without water, and they're planning to turn it off again on Saturday. What joys that is. So doing anything that invoves using cold water is almost impossible. Almost, not completely. I mean, the water company were kind enought o supply a trailer down thenext street with cold water, but it's not any good for drinking or anything. It may be ok for use in the tea tonight, but i'm not sure how much i trust it.

right, well, i'm ging to finish this and then send e-mails to Baka and sparkie, see how they're getting on. And then i better get back to writing my personal statement. again. Hey, maybe this time iwont delete half of it before adding to it. You never know.

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