Hank Boliday

Today is May Day. I wonder how many people remembered that...

My room is so empty now. I just finished packing up my room, and all that's left is my bed, chest of drawers, my Mac and my wardrobe. Oh, and the TV. I can't wait for Friday now. Gonna be in that pool so fast.

I was just thinking about all the fun times had in this house. But also all the stressy ones. Cos like, my dad lost his job and then we didn't have much money, so my parents were in debt pretty fast and yeah. And the fucking government. Oooooh the bastards. My dad worked all his life, payed all his taxes and I dunno. Something about "because he was on contract he was therefore seen as self-employed and no longer able to claim for benefits". Some shit like that. Don't get me started. The point is there are people slumming it out there out of choice so they can claim all sorts of benefits. Oh and Uni fees are totally unfair. They go by how much your PARENTS earn. That should have nothing to do with it, because when you're 18 you're seen as an adult, so you are basically your own person. So many double standards in this governments law. Not that the Torys or Lib Dems would change it for shit.

That picture up there is from Sophie and Lily's party way back in August, when we had to go as super-heroes or super-villains. I was told to come as Superman. It reminds me of the parties I had at this house. There was my birthday way back when I turned 15, then the Summer pool party. My 16th, the Breast Cancer Fundraiser, and more recently my 17th. Some were better than others... The Breast Cancer Fundraiser was one of the best days. Simply because it brought out the generosity in everyone. We earned something ridiculous like £1500, probably more. However, my 16th wasn't so good. It was right after my Nan died, and it was cold, and I don't think many people enjoyed themselves... I sure as hell didn't. I don't know if that's the case with all parties you throw though, because my 17th was so much better, but I didn't really enjoy that either.

My 15th

Pool Party

Breast Cancer Fundraiser

My 17th

 

In some ways I'm glad to leave this house, because we will have such a better life, but I'm gonna miss the memories. Ah well. Life goes on.

This year has been pretty damn good so far. Not really a low point as such yet. Kinda leaves me worried for the future, but that will be dealt with when it comes.

Time for a Pot Noodle. Enjoy the rest of your day off.

Sayonara.