Too much, too much, too much, much much too much

I love Alex's blogs. He has a way with words that recreates everything in such a realistic sense. If only I could do that. My writing skill doesn't exceed guilty pleasure fan fiction, no matter how much I like to think it does.

Right now, my family are at the dinner table, eating a barbeque. My poor dad's got the umbrella up, slaving away outside whilst my mum mutters, complains and groans about every single thing. I'm actually surprised my dad's lived with her for so long. And still does. I think, though maybe I just think pessimistically. This is why the best families I know are my Sims 3 neighbourhoods.

One of my friends, Keegan, has just calmed down from the Swine Flu pandemic. He's been locked up for three/four days, and it's absolutely horrible for him, because normally he's the one inviting everyone out. But, I just spoke with him and he seems his usual self. My best friend, Courtney (his sister) is now finally going out with the boy she's liked for a while. It's so sweet to see everyone happy.

not that I'm NOT happy, of course! It's just things are getting to me a lot right now. I'm sure I'll be fine in a couple of days, once I've calmed. But it seems my 'resting' week has changed now. Instead, I'm working mid-week and weekend, clogged up days with my boyfriend, and got an eye appointment, among other things. Yay. D: