The holidays are almost over. What have I done in the last two weeks? Watched movies, slept, computed... that's pretty much it.
I hate this blog.
I don't want to do it anymore. Sort of. We know what website I think is so much better. Since you all hate it when I talk about it though I'm actually going to adhere to the rules and go fully fight club.
Mum is really angry at me today. I don't know why. She called me a bitch before she went to Wanganui, and when I wouldn't talk to her she said "I could die on the road and the last time we would have spoken would have been in a fight". I can't wait to go to Wellington, and to be away from my family. I know it'll still be hard, but it'll be a relief too.
I started my application today. I have to figure out my courses (which I have done) and then do my own timetable (which I have also done) and then fill in some other detaily bits. Hopefully my halls of residence thingy will get here in a week or so, too. I want everything to come together, so bad. I wish it could be as easy as possible.
I feel so tired. It's my own fault, I know. I just want this year to be over. As years go it hasn't been the worst, but it hasn't been the best, either. I don't know if I can pick a best year. They've all merged into a blob of badness and mediocrity, with small pieces of happiness sewn in.
Life isn't fair.
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