So over christmas I went to see my dad in london. i was actually dreading it because i hadn't seen him in such a long time. i went on sunday before christmas and came back friday. i was pleasantly surprised at how it went.
we just sat around talking and watching tv and a couple of films. he bought me a new laptop and gave me some cash for by birthday. it all felt strangly natural. whilst there i rang my family back in poland and talked to my uncle, auntie and grandma. i've not spoken to them for about 8 years so it was a bit weird talking with them again. i also said i would ring them now and again which was highly annoying as i hate using phones. my dad also gave me the number to my half-brother and cousing who also live in england so i have to ring them at some point. grr
last weekend I went to see a different cousin in birmingham. my dad went as well so we met up at the coach station and then my cousin and her boyfriend picked us up. i went sunday morning and came back sunday evening but in the first ten minutes of talking with her i wished i got a ticket back the next day. but i will definetly keep in touch with her and go to see her again soon.
other than that i am completely skint and need money bad. i have decided to ask a girl in my photography class out but not had the chance to do it yet as there have been too many people around and i have no money. i had an exam today which i probably failed but that was my own fault because of no revision. my new years resolution is to make it to next year without dying.
anyway,
"Going out of my fucking mind"
time with dad
