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Today was ‘Helen’s the centre of attention day’!
Alas it was completely ruined by a number of frankly selfless acts.
I mean just as Helen was ready to go out, my granny rings up because she really needs to get to the hospital, the bitch! I mean, since when has needing to go to hospital been more important than Helen’s shopping trip? Geez.
So my Dad took Nan to the hospital. Then my mum has the audacity to not want to drive down the motorway to take Helen to London, and said she didn’t really feel like going any more.
Then there was my part. I’m going to Durham on Monday, having my interview on Tuesday, going to a Leeds open day on Wednesday and going away camping with Adam on the Friday for which I need my walking kit. This leaves Saturday (when nothing important is happening), Sunday (the one day a week I get to see my boyfriend) and Thursday (when mum’s working) for me to get everything sorted. So I was a complete whore and told mum I’d been working hard to keep Sunday free and didn’t realise how little time we’d have to get shopping done. And since Mum didn’t want to go to London, this gave us today. The only day.
I mean, how dare I be trying hard to maintain a long distance relationship? And how dare I want to look presentable for a university interview? AND how dare I go buy clothes that will keep me alive when I’m up a mountain in the snow? I mean, what a bitch. Especially when it interferes with ‘Helen’s the centre of attention day’ and precious wants to go shopping? I am so out of order sometimes it makes myself sick.