Ok, so I've been feeling a little bit socially isolated recently, but today it was loads better! I took my speed stacks into school, you know, for something to do, and everyone was really interested, even people in the year above me who I don't even know! It was really fun and I spent a lot of time showing people exactly what it is I do with them, and they kept asking me to do it over and over again. Even after I'd stopped stacking the cups, this one group of people who I hadn't really talked to that much before kept being really nice to me and continuing to chat to me about everything under the sun, including where I'm originally from, a discussion of fertility and baby names, and a discussion of alcohol. I got to be in such a good mood that when I went back to the people I ususally hang out with I felt really part of the group, and especially friendly with one girl who I got chatting to in a BIG way, and I kept putting my speed stacks on her head and it was just generally fun.

One of the boys from the group of people I don't talk to much had a Buzz lightyear cup full of vodka and a clear mixer... I didn't like to make comment about it being completely inappropriate even though that was what I felt, I just got talking to them about my problem with alchohol. That makes it sound like I'm an alcoholic or something, or that I have something against alcholhol. My actual problem is that... I just don't like the taste! My parents are fairly liberal, and have always allowed me to take sips of wine and if I liked it I doubt they would have a problem with giving me some. My mum likes to put alchohol in some of her cooking, which I can like on occasion, but sometimes it gets to the point where I have to say "I can't eat this, sorry, I can taste too much alcohol." I felt really quite bad about it a couple of weeks ago when mum made a lovely apple cake with raisins in... only problem was she'd soaked the raisins in calvadoss first, so I really didn't feel like I could eat it.

Sleepiness is hilarious for me sometimes. I got into such a sleepy state last night that I was reading a book and then I was like reading the same line over and over again and I told my dad and he asked "Oh, what's the book about? And I just said " I don't remember!!"
Later we were playing backgammon, and you know how when you hit someone else's man you're supposed to put it in the middle of the board? Well we have shakers for our dice, and I dropped his counter quite deliberately into my cup. Then he looked at me, and I  started giggling and I said "I was just as surprised as you!"

Bit of a random post today, but oh well.

Peace and love,
Mia xxx