Yes. This happened today.

Yes. This happened today. My dear mother paid for the thing. I didn't think I'd have to wait for it so long. I actually wanted other books by him but this was the cheapest so... Directing Herbert White it is. When I get a job and his poems are any good I'll buy the other books aswell. I just hope there won't be any bullshit with my order.

Yeah today was the worst fucking weather ever. Too hot and humid. And it's supposed to be even worse tomorrow. I don't think I'll be going to town tomorrow cause I don't wanna ride in this weather. I'll either get sun stroke or heat stroke. Blah...I'm ready for thunder, lightning and heavy rain tomorrow evening.

Oh no you didn't!?

I didn't get to dye my hair last weekend. Did it well, yesterday. This is the outcome:

I wanted to go lighter but whatever. Maybe next time.

Oh and I told my mother about meeting a nice guy. She told me to "take things slowly". And I was like "Well..." and she was like, "Oh no you didn't!?" and I was like, "Yes I did". She then shook her fist at me and warned me about falling pregnant.

Oh and we had people over tonight. Had a BBQ. Was quite nice. Nobody had a fight. Although I don't like how... handsy...my mother's man gets when he's drunk. With me like.