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Christmas has been lovely! The kids woke me up and we watched them open their many presents, then us adults opened ours. I got Professor Layton and the Curious Village, a lovely new top, some bath stuff from Lush and a Lego Star Wars alarm clock. :D I also got a lucky cat that talks, even if it only speaks Japanese. :D It is adorable. I also got a bit of money and some giftcards, so a trip to HMV is in my future! After, I set up the lads' Leg stuff (mam hates doing Lego), and we played on the Michael Jackson dancing game.

We went to Stepdad's parents for dinner, and had an absolutely lovely Christmas dinner. Then we came home and played about some more. Then I decided to call dad.

Dad has decided we are not visiting nannan because it doesn't suit him. He doesn't feel like having a family sit down with his mother, God only knows why. And then he expected me to go to his house with my little sister and go fishing. Neither of us enjoy fishing.

This is Dad all over. He acts like we're dolls to be picked up at his convienience. Christmas is about the kids, and while I can cope with the crap he puts me through, Sis the Second deserves better. This is the reason she doesn't want to see him.

I feel like a bad sister for refusing to go with him, because she needs someone there to take care of her. But I can't keep putting up with him, it's killing me. And her mother decided whether to send her with him or not. *guilty*

Anyway, fuck him, it's Christmas.
keevacaereni: (fuck this shit)
Dear Presentation Partner,

If you didn't want to work on the Tower of London, not telling me three days before the due date would have been nice.

I realise that maybe you didn't want to upset me, but I now have half a presentation and three days in which to rewrite it. At least our other partner gave us some time and left last week. If you wanted to do something else, you could have suggested something. I distinctly remember being the one to bring up all three of our options, and you going along with everything. I wouldn't have bitten your head off.

You know what else would have been a good idea? Getting in touch with me at any point in the last THREE WEEKS to voice any doubts. Or, you know, actually doing some work. Maybe you wouldn't feel so lost if you'd actually made a start on it. I realise you're on your gap year and none of this matters to you, but I actually have to pass this year. These marks matter. I do have other classes, you know. I have coursework. Right this moment, in fact!

I didn't make you work with me. You chose to join this group, and no matter what else, that was a commitment. You're a nice person, but the fact that you are blowing me off like this proves you can't be trusted. Hope your presentation goes well.

I also hope mine blows yours out of the water.

Sincerely,
Keeva

O_O

Nov. 3rd, 2010 01:20 am
keevacaereni: (fuck this shit)
FictionAlley is applying for $25, 000 of money from Pepsi Refresh as a charity. To run their servers. http://gwendolyngrace.livejournal.com/160027.html


Don't get me wrong, I love my fic, and FA has been there for me when I needed it, but damn. They're competeing against a charity trying provide safe toys for children with disabilities.
keevacaereni: (cheesy)
So I turned 20 yesterday. Still don't feel any different. My day started awesomely, with a random hug in the middle of the night from my little brother, who just came in, gave me a hug and went back to bed. :D He is the cutest thing.

Had a nice time listening to cheesy music and dossing about on the net, where I discovered that [livejournal.com profile] timidfox bought me paid time! *bounces* Oh, the icons I shall have! Anyway, then I picked the kids up and taught Thing 1 how to play Sevens (like Blackjack, but different power cards). It was nice. :)

The crap started when we picked Stepdad Tosspot up. He wouldn't quit complaining the whole way there, and he got really arsey when I asked him to play nice. I almost just caught the train home then. We had to watch what he wanted, on my birthday, because I was intruding on their plans. I ended up getting the tickets because I work at the cinema, which is fair enough, but I also got the food, and didn't get to watch what I wanted. I ended up just walking out and coming home.

Thank god for my flatmate. [livejournal.com profile] wonderm , you are a goddess. When I got in the living room was full of balloons and party food and we sat down and had a chat and ate sweets. :D Then I checked the net and saw [livejournal.com profile] taekarado had written me a fic.

So, yeah, I just wanna say thank you to you all for being amazing and making my birthday so much better than it would have been. I love you guys. *group hug*
keevacaereni: (no more mr nice guy)
My lecturer in charge of the uni I'm going to next year told me I'd need to see someone from the International Team to sort my forms out. So I spend ages trying to find them, finally locate their position and go to see them. Turns out that's not actually where they are, but the lovely woman on the help desk calls them anyway. Then they tell me my lecturer is the one with the info, and he's supposed to help with all this sort of thing, so go see him.

AARGGH! He's so slack, it's a wonder he manages to actually get in to uni in the morning!
keevacaereni: (no more mr nice guy)
ARGH shit fuck ow there is something in my eye and it won't come out.

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