It could have been worse

Today my brother was sent into hospital for an emergancy operation, was quite the shock .
My Dad came in my room in the morning when I was getting ready for school and told me he was driving down to Lincoln because Rhys was going to the hospital. It was quite silly though, because it was obvious he had been crying but then attempted to assure me it was nothing serious. Anyway, I wanted to go with him but he said there was no point, so I attempted to go to school and carry on my day as normal which was of course pointless as I couldn't concentrate on anything.
However, everything now seems to be fine. He is coming back to stay here for a few days, and has to go back to hospital in a weeks time. It will be good to have him home again, even if it does mean that I have to sleep in the single bed once more.
Although, on the plus side I do get someone to open my advent calander with again :) I miss being a kid and sitting on the kitchen floor with my brothers comparing chocolate shapes.
T'awh.

I will not use twitter

I'm only really writing blogs because I saw Jo's and got jealous, and because my dashing friend Christopher wanted a mention.
Also because I need to write a substantial amount in order to prove that twitter is simply too shallow for me
;)
Today has been spent sitting on my bed convincing myself that if I hold a fine liner in my favourite colour, I'll be motivated to actually revise. Also I have fallen mildly in love with John Mayer's voice, finally recieved an apology and eaten more roast dinner & apple pie then you could ever imagine.
All in all, a success.