Right, I've decided that I'm going to right loads and loads so that I don't have to see any of my retarded drawings when I log onto my page. That sounds like a good plan to me because every time I'm like "ARGH! It's James Hetfield!" Then when I scroll down a little bit more I'm like "ARGH! It's a cat... and it's stoned!" I don't like cats very much. All they ever do is strut about like they own the place and shit in everyone elses gardens. If the come into my garden then I chase them away, or throw potatoes at them! Dad has given me permission to go 'cat slapping', which is like 'happy slapping', only... not. You never get a chance to hit the cat though because they run away. Therefore, nobody gets hurt, apart from my feelings. :( Lol, all of that sounded like a mentally retarded person wrote it!

I'm home alone again right now because mum and dad are at the hospital. Mum's getting her second lot of chemo pumped into her today, which sucks because she'll be like a zombie when she gets home. The chemotherapy treatment lasts 3-4 days at a time and she has this pump attached to her waist. It's horrible. She calls it her 'chemo condom' because that's what the little balloon filled with all the drugs looks like. I hate mum's line (the tube that's permanently in her arm). I call it her 'spaz tube' because that makes it sound more like a joke and less serious. I prefer things that way. Anyway, the point is, I have to cook my own lunch and probably dinner... AGAIN! I fail so badly at cooking, even though I try hard. The main problem is that I won't eat anything.

I had a horrible nightmare this morning... or a morningmare, whatever. I was in Tesco with my dad and we were fighting and arguing over something that I wanted to buy. Everybody in the shop turned round and stared at us, then I said "I don't give a fucking shit what you think!" and I stomped off down the isle, and then I saw my mum working behind a till. She screamed and all this liquid went everywhere. She was all like "my chemo pump has exploded" and I ran up to her crying and shouting, but my dad wouldn't let me see her. It was fucking horrible. I know it doesn't seem like much to any of you, but it was a scary place to be. I woke up and I was terrified.

When I came downstairs this morning, there was a note left for me on the table. This is exactly what it said:

"Sarah, If mum's gazebo & chairs come, please let man in to deliver them.
Thanks.
Love dad.
xxx

PS - They can be left in hallway/living room/ kitchen/on bed/on settee or wherever.

My dad's handwriting is terrible and it's all written in block capitals. What is it was dad's and block capitals? I just don't get it. And anyway, what the hell? GAZEBO? Why the hell do we need a gazebo? Ely doesn't get any sunshine. Also, why leave me all the options where I can leave the gazebo and then say "wherever"? Bloody retard lol! :)

Last night I was trying to research about polarized 3D glasses, but it's so complicated! All I learnt was that it restricts the amount of light that goes into your eye and then something about right angles and two images. It was all fucking mathematics. I saw random pieces of algebra and I got scared. I wish I was good at maths and science because I'd quite be into all that nerdy stuff. I love nerds to be honest. I think they're awesome. I love the way that they know everything about computers and anything electrical. I think it's really sweet, minus the chronic acne. That's only your stereotypical nerd though. :)

I wrote 682 words for my Romeo and Juliet essay yesterday! I'm so pleased with myself because that's a lot for me. I'm aiming to write about 2000-ish in total because then I should get an good grade. I'm fine as long as it's finished before I go back to school. I don't want to get raped by Mrs. Lacey! I have to do work experience with her now, and I actually think that it will be fun. How could it not be fun when I'm with Kathryn and Tilly? At least I'm not all on my own. I still think it's a load of bullshit though. Come on, 'work experience' at school? It's a waste of time in my opinion.

I think I shall leave you with that. I can't actually think of anything else to say! Cheerio! xxxx