Why I shouldn't blog when I'm emotional.

I want my blog to be something I look back to you know? Look back and smile, look back and cry and look back and feel sad or something... Which is why I always try and tell myself to blog only after a certain life changing event so that it would be a 'reflection' of what happened...

Problem is I always feel the urge to write when I'm in the suckiest mood of all. Which is why a lot of my posts are still stuck as drafts. I would publish them...but those are my deepest darkest secrets and I don't think I'm ready to share those, even if it is with strangers. Does anyone else do that? I mean I'd love to be anonymous on here, and I take assurance in the fact that there's millions on blogger and no one I know will easily stumble upon my blog...but still!

Like my last post...I mean I was so disappointed when I wrote that post. Now looking back at yesterday I realize that I shouldn't even have made such a huge fuss about it. Yes the money is a huge huge huge issue but I had an awesome talk with my brother on our way to manchester (aaah, whole different story) and I explained things to him. He responded well to our little chat, taught me all about the post rock movement in the 80s and we're back to normal! I don't think I'm very good with handling my feelings. I don't really get angry...I just cry. I always hold my tears in when I should be crying and the tears come at the most random times!! Sigh, I'm such a nut.

But I still have reason to rant! Okay? Like the Manchester thing. My brother has an accountancy exam coming Monday (mind you he did all the science subjects for his IB so he knows jack squat about anything to do with Finance) and he tells me he doesn't have the textbook for it yesterday. I had reason to get annoyed right? The exam is 25% of his final mark for his first year in this module! I tried to get hold of it, but that darn book wasn't available anywhere in Liverpool! We had to go to Manchester uni yesterday evening (and this is a little bit of a confession, forgive me God) to pick up one I reserved there and turns out my reservation won't be available for the next few days. Due to a misunderstanding on the part of the guy working at the bookstore, I finally did manage to get the book but it was meant for someone else. He mistook me for a woman that called in a week ago to reserve the same book (which no one could get anywhere since it was out of stock with the publishers) and the woman hadn't left a name...For my brother's sake I knew I had to get a hold of that stupid book. But I didn't correct with the guy that I wasn't the person the book was reserved for, forgive me God!

Speaking to my mum today and updating her on how cooking lessons are going with my brother even she commented on how I'm doing the mum's job around here. I don't think I really want to! I'm the sister...I wanna do that job! Ok I think I'm just being hormonal and cribbing now...Anyway, today's shopping day and I better run if I'm gonna get anything good from the sales. Plus I finally did make that doctor's appointment and I need to go pick up my repeat prescription. Now if only the weather in Liverpool would not be as icy....!! No seriously my joints are hurting walking around here, its icy AND windy, and the wind chill factor counts for a lot!! But on a happier note, here's a happy picture :)