Helledussen!

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah!
I have listened to this song so many times the past days that it's losing all possible meaning to me. Anyway. Lea signed up for the Gym today. Hah! Funny, I can't picture her working out, I'm sorry.
I have written four chapters + prologue of my story. I feel good about that. Not too sure what's going to happen now, though, so it's on a tiny hold until I can think up a chapter plot.
Let me see. I sent a message to my dad today and he seems to finally have caved in and will allow me to go home. Woop! If only the sodding EF had given me what I paid for, this might not have happened, but I'm tired of thinking of it anymore. I'm going home. I only have a month and a half to go, I can live with it for a month and a half. Have to say, though. I'll miss everyone here. Lea and her eyerolling whenever Kyeong and I ditch school. Kyeong and his running into windows (yes, on purpose!) Emilio and his incredible ability to know exactly how to annoy me. Asia. 'Nuff said. Beno and her gradually losing all faith in me. Dan, Shawn and Gaz. Would never bother going to media studies hadn't it been for them!
... How can nothing at all of interest have happened over so many days? My life used to be interesting! Okay, that's a lie, I've always complained over my dull life. Ah well. Shmoozz.

Countdown, and-a-ONE!

Another blog, another meaningless conversation with myself.. Awesome.
I think I'm going crazy with the lack of Supernatural over here, I keep repeating these lines from episodes I've seen (Dude, stow the touchy-feely self help yoga crap it's NOT HELPING!) and generally causing people to look at me as if I ought to belong in a mental institution. (Dean, always with the scissors!)
Anyway - I'm not the only person gradually losing sanity in this house, Kyeong crossed over to wooha-land yesterday when he had a conversation going with one of his 72 personalities for about an hour.

Today my parents will be coming home from Spain, meaning I can talk to dad again today, so I'm getting ready for round two. Will probably lock myself into a closet and eat my hair later on. Or maybe I should go to the hairdresser today. It's about time, I'm starting to wonder if I have more blonde than purple hair these days. Oh well. We'll see, I would have to convince Lea first, so I'm not getting too hopeful.

Today there are 49 days till I go to London, 50 days till I see my best friend and (hopefully) 52 days till I go home. Weehoo!!! xD

Glorious!

Mkay, so today has been an awesome day. So far I've.. Well, let's see. I've slept. Written some stuff on my Supernatural story. Eaten breakfast, listened to music and stabbed Kyeong with a pen. (I'm sorry!) I meant to stab him.. Did not mean for him to start bleeding because of it. Oh well, the tragedies of teenage life I suppose. He's sitting next to me staring at me right this minute. Don't know what he's expecting of me, I've said sorry and I let him keep his chocolate, what more does he want? Right...

So, apparently it's a total of 52 days until I go to London (Partay in my eye socket! xD ... Yeah, too much Buffy there..) Uhh.... I'm not too sure how I'm gonna get through school all the way until March, as I have a feeling that if I keep going the way I have done up until now, I might just be kicked out before February.. Which will complicate my life considerably. Oh well..

I'm listening to Nickelback. I like Nickelback. Nickelback has pretty songs. At this moment Far Away is on. Before that it was Animals. After this will come Photograph. Pretty.

Think I ran out of things to write about after the first paragraph. Going to stop writing bullsh*t now... By the way, I know the sign language for Bullsh*t xD hih.. Bye.

'How Far I am Away'

Right. So, recently I realised something new about my wonderful person; every now and then I need to be alone. It is necessary for my personality, if I don't get at least an hour or two on my own during the week I turn into miss cranky whatnot (I am also remarkably fond of the word whatnot)... Before Christmas I had this wonderful means of getting some alone time, and it was to go jogging, but oh the joy - my mood has been way too down to be doing that lately. I mean, seriously. I don't want to be here any longer and as long as I'm inside the house I can sort of forget that I'm not at home, but the minute I set my foot outside that door it becomes so depressingly obvious that I'm not in Norway. Think I wrote something down the other day when I was at an all-time high in my depression, let's see..

'I wake up and I'm not at home.
I have to force myself to go to school,
because whenever I leave this house
it's a reminder of how far I am away
from where I'm supposed to be.'

Pathetic, no? Ahh, well. I'm going to do something else that the people in this house also find pathetic (Seriously, everything I like doing is looked down upon by them, I could just.... GAH!...Love them, though). -goes to write second chapter of the new story she's sriting- (worth noticing that this is not the book that I should be writing but whatever)

Hiih.

The Grand Opening of... Oh, Sod it...

So, my best friend recently made a blogspot, and me, wasting my time the way I am, just couldn't keep myself from creating one of my own. Stupid. I hereby blame her.
Anyway, life is dull in Rhyl.. I got back the 40 pounds my roommate stole from me yesterday. Woohay. I have absolutely nothing to do (which is a lie, as I could be writing my book, and should be writing my book, but oh the glories of procrastination, eh?) and so here I am. Eh.