Shut up don't give me that.
So i decided last night that i am actually going to do my Nursing homework this semester and see if that can get me some motherfezzing distinctions.
So i
Sorry
Anyway, i was talking to mum earlier about her beauty therapy course and how she got distinctions and high distinctions for every flipping subject. Way to make me feel good about getting credits. Sheesh. But yes so that is my motivation; I must do better than my mother. Oh and i do like getting distinctions, they make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!
Speaking of books, i STILL haven't finished the last 30 pages of Anne of Windy Willows. I think it's because every time i open it to finish it i get caught up in the scent and start daydreaming about large libraries filled floor to ceiling with beautiful books and long marble halls with tall windows.
My favourite Beatrix Potter book is Squirrel Nutkin. This is mainly because Dad's nickname for me is Squirrel, which is catchier than you think. I also wont let anyone but my father call me it, though i respond to it on automatic so if someone starts talking about squirrels i'll tune into their conversation without thinking. Kind of awkward to explain to people i don't know that sorry, i didn't mean to interrupt but i heard you were talking about Squirrels and oh is this my stop i think it must be, goodbye!
And then i'm at some silly stop like Keswick and i have to wait for the next train to come along and it just RUINS MY ENTIRE DAY.
My room is still really messy... it has been like this for about 3 months. I have three boxes full of stuff on the floor but i can't sort them because it's all stuff i don't know if i want or not... so i can't throw it out but i also have nowhere to store it. Blah.
There we go, blog post! I might write another tomorrow, i'll take my laptop to uni i think :)
Post Script; hi Cody! I love you.
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