Work, work, work
I have been working all flipping day. My mother seems to think that, if the weekday happens to be a Sunday, one must clean, tidy and generally make everything nice and shiny.
So, since my last update, I have:
- Washed the dishes
- Dried the dishes
- Stripped my bed
- Sorted out some old books of mine that I don't want anymore
- Picked twigs off the grass in the back garden
- Visited the dump with my mum to get rid of all the cardboard, etc.
- Helped with the shopping.
Now, I am in the process of surfing websites for information on holidays to Egypt and Japan, for my Key Skills project. Not much fun, I know, but it has to be done.
I still haven't visited my dad yet. He said he would phone me when he got back home, but apparently he is still out with his girlfriend. At this rate, he's never going to recieve his bloody present.
So, since my last update, I have:
- Washed the dishes
- Dried the dishes
- Stripped my bed
- Sorted out some old books of mine that I don't want anymore
- Picked twigs off the grass in the back garden
- Visited the dump with my mum to get rid of all the cardboard, etc.
- Helped with the shopping.
Now, I am in the process of surfing websites for information on holidays to Egypt and Japan, for my Key Skills project. Not much fun, I know, but it has to be done.
I still haven't visited my dad yet. He said he would phone me when he got back home, but apparently he is still out with his girlfriend. At this rate, he's never going to recieve his bloody present.