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Well, it's been awhile. And a long month.
Quite a few things have happened. Just not sure if I can be bothered to write it all :P N'ah, lets start with the door being broken down by some random, drunk, angry stranger. Very scary! Had to phone the police and everything. Of course though, they arrived a minute after he left. Bastards. I think if he had realised that he had actually succeeded in kicking in the door he'd have beeen in the house and God only knows what he'd would've done then.
Secondly, I'm too lazy to see if I've mentioned this before, but my housemate was diagnosed with PTSD whilst in America during the summer. So, needless to say it's all a little stressful here. She's randomly flipping out, shutting herself in her room and refusing to eat. Of course, I'm the one left to care for her. I've spoken numerous times to her parents but they don't seem to care much. And now, because of this, I'm the one that's stressed and tired all the time and as a result I've fallen behind with my work, mainly my dissertation.
I went home for a couple of days on sunday. Came back yesterday as Steve had a hospital appointment. Annoyingly, he was only in with the doctor for 30seconds. Literally. He got him to clench his fist and wiggle his fingers and that was that. Just as well he's got training too or I'd be super annoyed that I had to come back here instead of staying at home for the rest of the week.
Also, I'm working on a photo album right now. Just pics of friends, family and our engagement party so far. I seriously think printing and saving photos is a lost art.
Quite a few things have happened. Just not sure if I can be bothered to write it all :P N'ah, lets start with the door being broken down by some random, drunk, angry stranger. Very scary! Had to phone the police and everything. Of course though, they arrived a minute after he left. Bastards. I think if he had realised that he had actually succeeded in kicking in the door he'd have beeen in the house and God only knows what he'd would've done then.
Secondly, I'm too lazy to see if I've mentioned this before, but my housemate was diagnosed with PTSD whilst in America during the summer. So, needless to say it's all a little stressful here. She's randomly flipping out, shutting herself in her room and refusing to eat. Of course, I'm the one left to care for her. I've spoken numerous times to her parents but they don't seem to care much. And now, because of this, I'm the one that's stressed and tired all the time and as a result I've fallen behind with my work, mainly my dissertation.
I went home for a couple of days on sunday. Came back yesterday as Steve had a hospital appointment. Annoyingly, he was only in with the doctor for 30seconds. Literally. He got him to clench his fist and wiggle his fingers and that was that. Just as well he's got training too or I'd be super annoyed that I had to come back here instead of staying at home for the rest of the week.
Also, I'm working on a photo album right now. Just pics of friends, family and our engagement party so far. I seriously think printing and saving photos is a lost art.