My Latest Fear

I like cats. In fact my mum has always had between 4 and 9 cats in her home. I have two cats, who unfortunately I have not been able to take with me so are in the custody of their adoptive father. I really miss them :(.

Last night I was thinking about how I missed them, then it occurred to me: I'm going to be one of those crazy spinsters who lives with 50 cats.
This is my future.

I couldn't think of a suitable title for this post.

I'm going to enter the realms of personal problem sharing, something I didn't think I would do.
Luke and I broke up last week after 5 years together. It has been heartbreaking but it is entirely my fault (I'm not going to get into the details here). We have grown from teenagers into adults together, and he is one of my best friends, and hopefully will be again one day.
And so I am now single, and I don't particularly want to be. When you have been with someone a long time you sometimes wonder about what you are missing out on. But now that I am here I don't like it and I want to go home.
I don't even know how to be single. I feel at a bit of a loose end. I am thinking of shooting off overseas, get out of this small country and experience new things, 'find myself' as it were.

Anyway, for those of you I haven't got around to telling, now you know.

21

I'm sitting in class presiding over an after school detention at the moment, fun times. But what better time to write a blog?

It was my brother Ross's 21st on Sunday, and he held the celebrations on the Saturday night. I still feel 21, how the hell did my little brother get to be that age? It went really well, nothing like a big booze up with family and friends to celebrate that final step into adulthood. He followed my example and completed 21 shots, I think it is about the drunkest I have ever seen him. My sister Jess, Step-brother J.P and I did a beat poem dedicated to Ross (you had to be there to appreciate it). And of course his mates told stories that parents would rather not hear. All in good fun.

Man, I feel like I'm in detention. It's sooooooo quiet, I'm making the most noise by typing.

I'm going to try and blog more frequently, mostly for Costi's sake, but my life is just not exciting enough.

Sigh