So we have submission week for one week, where I have to go in for maybe an hour on two days. We then have exam week where all our exams have been crammed into this tiny space so I basically have to be at school from nine ‘til three every day. These are our mock exams, which are pretty much our whole predicted grade, which are what we go off for any early-entry uni courses or scholarships or anything because IB sucks and we don’t get our actual score back until like january 4th. (This is the same day that the Q-TAC deadline is and so we basically have 90 students trying to change all their Q-TAC stuff depending on what their actual grades are vs. what their predicted grades were at the same time. All stressing out, all making life suck for Ms Hill (guidance councillor).)
So anyway school sucks and everything is stupid.
things i am scared of doing:
- ordering food in a restaurant
- walking down a busy high street on my own
- talking to people on the phone
- asking for help in a shop
- meeting new people
- being in a big crowd of people with a lot of people i don’t know
the future looks bright for me

Corgi Hill Farm Rambouillet in progress…
Spinning this worsted (short forward draw) as it is very springy fiber and it is easier for me to manage that way. This was my first time spinning Rambo and it is ridiculously soft, has a very slight sheen, and like blue face leicester, glows when blue/green dye is on it. Very lovely. Can’t wait till it’s finished!

I beg your pardon…by *DevilChildVorn


Stark tower looks like a llama.
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?