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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Blog #86

Returning Home

 

 

 

Today has officially been my most boring day for about 3 years now.

Knowing I needed to have coursework done for tomorrow - I packed up my Playstation and my Wii.

 

I put Bully inside its box and put it right at the bottom of my hold-all.

I then proceeded to pack up all of my clothes and possessions - making it very difficult to obtain the game again without much aggravation.

 

I packed up everything except the clothes I needed today and my PC, which I left alone.

 

After I'd showered - I updated a few blogs, got dressed and ate lunch.

Then of course, I thought I'd try doing coursework.

 

But obviously - I couldn't.

I wouldn't let myself do anything else, so for a lot of the time, I was watching all my old favourited videos on YouTube and dragging files around in my documents folder.

 

I made them into a pattern at one point - I should have print-screened it.

 

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Mam and dad came for me at about half 7.

I'd packed up my computer about 5 minutes before.

 

Nana had annoyed me again throughout the day, so I didn't give her much of a goodbye.

I'm a cunt, I know.

 

Shelly had been on the phone to me for a lot of the day - she was helping me to organise my time.

She rang me back once I got home - I talked with her while I unpacked my stuff and put it all away again.

 

It was proper weird being back in my room after 3 weeks of not seeing it.

I'd almost forgotten what duvet cover was on my bed.

 

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Mam brought in the presents she'd got me from India.

 

They'd got me a shitload of Indian sweets to start with.

I'd asked for some before they went.

 

So I ended up with a massive bag of 1-rupee sweets, random mixtures of toffees, fruit chews and candies.

Some gummies similar to the Trolli gummy pizzas, only they were some Indian brand instead. (They tasted A LOT better than the Trolli ones too.)

Then they'd gotten me some chocolates which seemed to be the Indian equivilent of Smarties. These were so fucking good. They were that type of chocolate that feels gritty in your mouth, but it's well sweet.

 

In the resteraunts - mam told me - they gave you bowls of 'breath-freshening sweets' - and they'd bought me two bags of them. They're like TINY mint torpedos. (Which I'm REALLY not a fan of...)

 

Along with the confectionary goodness - they'd bought me a satchel with a pirate skull embroided on it. There's a slogan that says: "HELL WAS FULL. SO I AM BACK."

 

To go with the carved oraments and crafts they got me last time - I got a little wooden carving of Ganesha sitting in a  leaf, a mirror-studded ring box and an elephant carved from this stone that changes colour with moisture and heat. It goes from brown to red to green.

 

My favourite present was a T-shirt - a really detailed picture of the Grim Reaper smoking a cigarette and playing a guitar.

 

Mam texted me through the week at one point, asking if Ashleigh and Shelly would like a paper star.

She brought three back - a red and black one - which is mine - a pink and purple one and a red and gold one.

I'll let Ash and Shelly decide between themselves which one they'd like.

 

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I'm really stressed out though.

I managed to force myself to write a shitty paragraph of my first commentary.

It's about 160 words - the whole thing needs to be about 500.

 

I have to go and see Mary tomorrow - and she's proper gonna rag my ear off.

She'll blag head to the max.

 

(Sorry, felt like being a chav for a sentence. )