#120.

Had a seriously shit amount of sleep last night. School starts again in two sleeps' time and I'm not confident in the fact that I have to wake up at seven in order to get to school on time. Now, I realise I shouldn't have stayed up on the phone with you these past couple of nights, because although I am addicted to your voice, the detrimental effects only kick in the morning after. I wish I could talk to you all night, and still be able to wake up feeling immortal the next morning. That would be the fecking dream.

That, and my morning shower blew ass. Someone turned the hot water up all the way on the washing machine, so I was left with piss cold water in the bathroom. I'm pretty sure that now I am fucking sick, and I will fuck up the person who turned up the washing machine when I find out who it was. Urrrrrg.

Sup, nigs.

I really just want to start by saying, you're a real inspiration for me. And we both know you've screwed up more than once in your twenty years of life so far. You always seem to just get back up, call a friend and go partying. Since you've been at your girlfriend's lately, we haven't got so much as a conversation in, but I tell you now, I do miss your random stupid ideas, and sudden realisations. I don't know what I'd do without you, ever. Who the hell is gonna give me money? Who's gonna fix my craptop when I stuff it up every five minutes? Who's gonna go get me food late at night when mum can't be stuffed cooking?

Hahas, thanks for building the past fourteen years of my life on brilliant family memories, now even though our parents aren't together, and they've both found someone else, I know I can always come to you with my problems, and you'll always find a way to make it better. Even if it's just by a little bit. Brother bear, I seriously do love you, even though I may not always act like it. (:

- T nigs.