Hello Blog! It's been a while hasn't it?

This is only a quick update for now, but I'll try and post another later in the week. I've moved on from Health and Social Care to Art and Design and I'm still not happy! Isn't life funny? My boyfriend and I have been together nearly 2 and a half years now and we're happy(ish, but I'll elaborate some other time). There's so much I want to write, but it's nearly half past one in the morning and I have a half-finished essay and a sketchbook due in tomorrow. The joys of being an art student...

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Urgh.

My dad's flight to Iraq was today, but he left for his RAF base last night. It was awful. I've never seen my sister cry so much- she's a real daddy's girl so she's taking it badly. Took the day off college (again) today; I've been tearful on and off and really couldn't be bothered with it. I hate college. I haven't been in for the past two weeks, apart from last Tuesday, which I had to attend for First Aid training, because I'd like to have a First Aid certificate. The First Aid exam is tomorrow, otherwise I'd probably bunk that too. To be honest, I kind of want them to kick me off the course, because if they don't I know I won't leave until the end of the term in July. I just want out of it. I'm not really learning anything, and I don't want to work in Health and Social Care anyway. I want to withdraw from the course now, but I don't have a job, and I don't want to be a bum and laze around the house all day.

I'm starting to worry that I'm turning into my sister -she's dropped out of college two times already, went back to college in September, and it looks like she'll be dropping out of this one too. Then again, I can't be turning into her yet because I still shower and she doesn't, so maybe there's hope for me yet.

My goals for the next three years are:

• Leave college
• Get a full time office job (admin work)
• Learn to drive
• Buy a car
• Move out

Lets see how it all goes.

The weekend was weird but ok. I bought some seriously high heeled shoes on Friday which I will NEVER be able to walk in, but I was feeling lonely and sorry for myself and retail therapy helps. While I was out shopping I got a call from Adam saying he was sick, so I rushed home, grabbed my things and rushed to his house to look after him seeing as his parents were away for the weekend. He was really sick for a while but wasn't so bad the next day, and today he was totally fine. I think he's given the virus to me though, because I've been feeling really shitty ever since.

Saturday night was my dad's leaving party, I didn't socialise much because I felt like death, but my family are hilarious when they're pissed, so it was still a good night. I don't really have much else to say...my dad's leaving date got pushed back to the 16th, so he's got a few more days at home, so I'll be staying at his house for most of the week. Not looking forward to it that much because there's not a lot of room there, which means either sharing a bed with my 2 sisters or sleeping on the floor. I know it should be like a family time, and we should all be supporting each other, but I really feel like I need, and would prefer Adam to be there for emotional support -is that bad?