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My sister Lucy has a boyfriend.
Apparently Dad has known since the weekend, and it is only me who is left out (although this is because she didn't know how to bring it up, apparently.) And it was Dad who told me, too. It's... weird. I know I'm not the most boy-oriented person ever (as in I don't spend much time with them, not that I don't like them *grin*) but I kinda still thought it would be me first. Because I'm oldest, y'know, and all that jazz.
His name is Dan and he's nineteen and thus two years older than her and at uni in London. And if he hurts her I will hunt him down and shoot him in the back of the head, yes I will, because she is my sister and she's been through a lot of shit. (Not that I really expect him to hurt her, but, you know, sometimes it's useful to be prepared for the worst.)
It's just weird, is all.
Today I worked the afternoon at the pharmacy where I used to have my Saturday job and it was quite nice to be there again, even if the till seems remarkably primitive after the touchscreen and scanners they had at WHSmiths. And Gill wasn't even evil, which is nice. (That's pronounced Jill, btw, not as in fish gills.)
Also, my ear did not hurt all day even though I took no painkillers which is a good thing and should be praised with big praise.
Apparently Dad has known since the weekend, and it is only me who is left out (although this is because she didn't know how to bring it up, apparently.) And it was Dad who told me, too. It's... weird. I know I'm not the most boy-oriented person ever (as in I don't spend much time with them, not that I don't like them *grin*) but I kinda still thought it would be me first. Because I'm oldest, y'know, and all that jazz.
His name is Dan and he's nineteen and thus two years older than her and at uni in London. And if he hurts her I will hunt him down and shoot him in the back of the head, yes I will, because she is my sister and she's been through a lot of shit. (Not that I really expect him to hurt her, but, you know, sometimes it's useful to be prepared for the worst.)
It's just weird, is all.
Today I worked the afternoon at the pharmacy where I used to have my Saturday job and it was quite nice to be there again, even if the till seems remarkably primitive after the touchscreen and scanners they had at WHSmiths. And Gill wasn't even evil, which is nice. (That's pronounced Jill, btw, not as in fish gills.)
Also, my ear did not hurt all day even though I took no painkillers which is a good thing and should be praised with big praise.