conversations with my 13-year-old self...

got this damn song in my head, one line, can't shake it.

i'm just tired.

where has my annual leave gone? i must have misplaced it along with my brain...

i'm looking forward to doing something for myself tmrw. maybe ikea. i hate the weekend rush, too many kids running amuck. hopefully dean won't need the car in the morning. i also want to move a table out of my room, but i'll need help with it - way too big. i'll have to call in some help; everyone around here seems a bit too busy to help.

i've been emailing my sister. she seems very happy with where she is; she has even extended her contract for another year. i'm still her kid brother though. still mothering me. she is concerned about the friendships i keep, the things i do, how i spend my money, drugs, alcohol, triads, etc. i don't think she will ever see me as an adult. i'll never be her equal. but then again, to put things in perspective, she has settled down, married, bought houses, and pursuing her career. i haven't really tackled any of those, well apart from the career bit. i guess from her point of view i still haven't grown up. i'm still renting, i am not interested in buying property, and i have not found true love. i look at devi and dean and i wonder if my sister and i will ever be that close.