sorry, i know i have had a rant about this before, but i need another, didnt get it out of my system before!
I'm moving, out of my parents house to go to university. I cant look at another cardboard box, suitcase, holdall bag, set of cushions, toaster, iron or anything else my mother has insised that i buy! The stress of this, i never want to move again, and i'm only moving one room, i'm dreading having to move house. It probably wouldnt be so bad if i was just packing the stuff i'm taking away with me, but i'm not, i have to pack everything so my brother can steel my bedroom! not fair, i have no say at all, its being taken, whether i like it or not. where i'm gonna go when i have to come back next summer i have no idea!
next rant! blokes! most of you probably know about my man troubles, and its slowly sorting itself out, however why does he, after not phoning for 2 weeks because he said he needed a break, why does he phone on the one night where he knows i'm out with my mates (who all hate him), i go out same time same place every week, so he picks then to phone! grrr!
third rant! sorry bout this, why is it that, one a lovely sunny day, you put the washing out on the line, come back, close the back door and it starts fecking raining! no sign of rain before, no, as soon as you get back into the house! grrrrr, hate the weather!
sorry, ranting over! lol



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Then i have to hoover the entire house to make sure thats its very dead indeedy. 
