Boringgg

I literally have nothing new to say.
But I know that some people are undergoing various levels of distress due to my lack of blogging.

Well, a few days ago I watched 'District 9'. It was good, I liked it.

No, I'm not going to review it, fuck you.

I've been spending most of my evenings drawing aimlessly. Trying 'futilely' to link my pointless doodles to my art topic. Sometimes I scare myself with my warped creativity, seriously. I barely pay attention to what I'm drawing and then when I next properly focus on the page, I'm genuinely concerned for my sanity.
No, not really they aren't that bad. If you're an arty person you'd probably grasp the underlying concept. Probably.

I'm also trying to convince my Dad to let me stay at home while him, my stepmum and my sister go to Lanzarote. I'm not sure what date it is exactly when our A-Level results come out, but I know for a fact that I would be abroad when they do. Stepmum saw it as only an inconvenience: I can just lounge on a sunbed working on my tan when results day comes.

NO.
Unacceptable. I don't want to find out whether my plans for the next three years of my life will fall into place by TEXT. And if I dont get the grades I need I have to go through clearnance anyway, and I would have to at least be somewhere with an internet connection.

So screw them I'm staying at home. Also, if I were to go, I would leave on the 14th, which is the day J gets back from Amercia. It's like the icing on the cake of shit timing.