Okay, can we just stop this now?
... My Aunty Tilly died today. She'd been in hospital for a good few months, but... I don't know.
Just, just D:
If you've ever heard the song 'Hymn To Breaking Strain', then ... that's pretty much me right now. I'm just waiting to hit that point.
In a roughly chronological list of what exactly has gone wrong in the three weeks since I've come home:
- No longer in Paris, which is strange and odd rather than bad, but I'm still re-adjusting
- Money stuff
- Blazing and out-of-the-blue row with my mother re: my pro-gay rights views (apparently I 'disgust' her), followed by her refusing to speak to me all weekend and my father informing me that I'm to blame for upsetting her and it's my responsibility to put it right.
- Grandfather's operation for skin cancer on the anniversary of my grandmother's death
- Discovering Kayleigh's in hospital and about to have a spinal operation! (Which, thankfully, went well. But.)
- Disappearance without a trace of my beloved and extremely expensive 21st birthday present from my uncle
- Further small arguments with parents
- Find out I didn't get the BBC placement for July
- Find out I didn't get the BBC placement for August
- Find out I'm not getting the house in Cardiff Bay which I'd set my heart on, which was probably my only chance of getting to live in Cardiff Bay in the foreseeable future.
- As a result, currently have nowhere to live next year as of yet. I'm sure you can imagine what that does to my sense of popularity, also.
- The news today.
Plus a whole host of small and otherwise silly things which wouldn't bother me nearly so much, if at all, if they weren't happening along with all this other stuff.
Just, just D:
If you've ever heard the song 'Hymn To Breaking Strain', then ... that's pretty much me right now. I'm just waiting to hit that point.
In a roughly chronological list of what exactly has gone wrong in the three weeks since I've come home:
- No longer in Paris, which is strange and odd rather than bad, but I'm still re-adjusting
- Money stuff
- Blazing and out-of-the-blue row with my mother re: my pro-gay rights views (apparently I 'disgust' her), followed by her refusing to speak to me all weekend and my father informing me that I'm to blame for upsetting her and it's my responsibility to put it right.
- Grandfather's operation for skin cancer on the anniversary of my grandmother's death
- Discovering Kayleigh's in hospital and about to have a spinal operation! (Which, thankfully, went well. But.)
- Disappearance without a trace of my beloved and extremely expensive 21st birthday present from my uncle
- Further small arguments with parents
- Find out I didn't get the BBC placement for July
- Find out I didn't get the BBC placement for August
- Find out I'm not getting the house in Cardiff Bay which I'd set my heart on, which was probably my only chance of getting to live in Cardiff Bay in the foreseeable future.
- As a result, currently have nowhere to live next year as of yet. I'm sure you can imagine what that does to my sense of popularity, also.
- The news today.
Plus a whole host of small and otherwise silly things which wouldn't bother me nearly so much, if at all, if they weren't happening along with all this other stuff.