Its been a strange week.

Strange is the word i use when i can't find any other word to describe something.
Its made me realise a lot of things about myself, and about the people around me. About how much i need to change, and how much trouble i've been asking for. Thats a euphemism for what a bitch i've been, if you didn't get that. And about relationships, and that the only thing definite about any relationship is its transcience.

Not that thats a bad thing. It just feels like a boulder got thrown on my head, and now i have to deal with it.

I went shopping on saturday which made me less confused because, well, goodies make me happy and take my mind of things. Not to say I'm confused now. No sirree. I'm still quite happy. Either goodie-happiness takes a while to wear off, or I really do feel better.

This is going to a tumultous week. I've got history readings to finish (and thoughts to organise), math to catch up on (and lots of it), economics to read (ditto), gp to organise, and violin to practice. so much violin to practice. and all this in three days. and then there is the horror that is simun. i don't know what to expect, so im not going to expect anything. call me an old paranoid penguin but i think it will be a frightening pee in your pants experience.

anyhow. i think i will go now. the mother says that i need to be awake at 7 tomorrow, and she didn't look like she wanted to be contradicted. and so i didn't.

hope the rest of you have holidays that you can speak better about.
over and out.