Rather rambling post, a little depressing
Torchwood was amazing. Ianto gave Spike Captain John The Look throughout the entire episode... Ha. And is there some rule that if you're a Time Agent you have to wear an amazing military jacket all the time?
Had a lot of fun in science the other day when we mixed some copper thing with some acid thing (I forget the actual science bit) and made this brilliant greeny-blue liquid. It looked like absinthe. My practical group had a great deal of fun waving test tubes about and pretending to be Van Gogh and Cezanne.
My friend Sian called me up yesterday and said that the family she babysits for got tickets to see The Lion King on stage but they can't use them so NOW I'M GOING TO SEE IT ON FRIDAY! YAAAAY! I saw it once when I was about nine, and it was INCREDIBLE.
Oh, and I got caught in the most sudden and drenching rainstorm ever today. I literally ran through it for about twenty seconds before I got indoors and I was soaked... It was hailing and raining and WOW. I really love rain, it's lovely...
Am currently reading The Last Testament of Oscar Wilde by Peter Ackroyd. It's his imaginary diary kept after he exiled himself to Paris, during the last year of his life. It's really quite good - Ackroyd is really excellent at imitating Wilde's writing style. Also, I now really want to read De Profundis.
This is one of the best one-shot Peter Pan fanfics I've ever read. It's gorgeous and so real.
Being in my house is quite weird at the moment. Everything things seems really... tense. It's 'cause of my grandpa. Basically, a couple of months ago he got diagnosed with Alzheimer's. He'd been affected by it for a while, but everyone kind of assumed he was just getting old... But over Christmas he had a fit and ended up in hospital. He's still there now, and the doctors have just said he's only got about a couple of weeks left. And so yeah, since my grandparents live in Canada, and we're in London my mum's getting quite stressed and trying to get a flight over to Calgary so she can see him. But - and this is going to sound absolutely awful - I'm not feeling weird about it because I will be sad when he dies. I mean, I will be a little sad but I never really saw my grandfather much, and we're not really close or anything. What I'm really properly scared about is that... this is going to sound weird... that I'll have to deal with my mum being sad. I don't really know why, I do have a rather distant-but-not relationship with my parents, and I don't think I can handle seeing my mum properly break down or anything... It's weird, I don't understand why.
Sorry about being all depressing.