What a looney.

I feel this has turned into a big book of self analysis...how very dangerous!
HA :)

Life has changed lots in the last little while. Studying music at college and totally loving it. Met such lovely people, had such crazy banter.
Living with Dear Fayther. It is a bit bizarre. A man who has lived on his own since 29 now at 45 has his 18 year old daughter living in the house permanently...

"Did you get hair dye on the towels?...Where are my nail scissors?...Who finished the fresh orange?...I'm not buying anymore battenburg, some wee mouse keeps eating it... I'm really glad you are here... You been drinking my beer?... You need to learn to walk to the train station... Who is this friend you are going out with now that I've never heard of?... I thought the house had been broken into again when I walked into your room... time for bed... I LOVE YOU."


Life is good. I still can't play the guitar. I still would feel like a beached whale in a bikini. Summer is gone and winter is creeping in. I love my Mum and I miss her, she misses me loads. Living with my Dad is bizarre. Doing what I want to do in life is making me so happy.


Mx