It's better to burn out, then fade away, my my, hey hey...

I got a pleasant surprise yesterday. Somehow, someone paid for my $40 parking ticket. I was absolutely stoked. And tomorrow I'm getting 2 new tyres. I'm pretty excited, because after that's sorted, all I have to do to fix my car completely is get a new gearbox seal and I will have a 100% functioning vehicle. Although I think that over the holidays I might need to save up my money to replace my cambelt when it's due to be done... Only a couple of thousand km's til then. Here's hoping I have enough time before then!!!

I've spent the last few days farting around, unfortunately, and procrastinating like a MOFO. I did start on my textiles booklet though, which is good. And all my research and design for HCC is done. So I have made progress. I need to have a serious meeting with my tutors though. Hopefully I can get a point in the right direction for my Tshirt assignment. And I think I have to do a lot of sewing, too. So I might have to spend the weekend there, too. I'm on the wintec website attempting to apply for the BMA. But I can't really submit my application when it won't let me change the No it has on it for whether English is my first language. And I don't know what kind of qualification I get from completing this year. WHOOOO knows. I'm going to have to ring them tomorrow.

And once again I went out of my way to cook my father dinner and he didn't even bother to put it in the fridge, he just left it and didn't eat it. That kind of thing pisses me off. So I left him a nice note saying that he should never expect me to cook for him again and he shouldn't bother cooking for me either because I'll just leave it where it is and not eat it, and see what HE says. He bitches and moans when I don't come out of my room the second whatever he has made is ready, yet he's rude enough to ignore all the effort I went to. He just fucks me off, I cannot wait to be out of here again. It's times like these that make me wonder why he even asked me to live here. He does nothing but complain until he fucks off the Kaeo and doesn't even ring when he's not coming home when he said he is. And they aren't even moving down here. I really want to laugh in his face and say SERVES YOU RIGHT FOR BEING UNGRATEFUL FOR WHAT YOU ALREADY HAVE. But then again, why would a father appreciate the daughter of his dead wife. Not like I require a parent anyway, right? Because I'm old enough to look after myself, why would I want at least one parent that maybe might like me even a little bit? Heh. No, I don't need that, do I?

Asshole.