Hmph

Whenever I'm in London, or Bath, for that matter, I always complain about London's superiority - there always being something to do in London, well in Bath I tend to lounge about doing nothing and writing blog posts. But Sunday night I was walking home at 2am and I saw something I had never seen in London - stars. The burning gas type. I could pick out quite a few constellations. And to be honest, that beats any gig or social or arcade that London can throw at me.

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Today was pretty horrible. I got into another big argument will Bill - the kid is practically out of control, but I felt really bad, and then finally my mum decided to actually go back to China to 'look for my dad' - as if they could afford it. I am constantly really worried about the situation of my family and it is getting practically unbearable. My father is constant silent, and it is virtually impossible to get a hold of him, let alone talk to him. The last time I talked to him was about six to seven weeks ago, which in of itself is pretty disturbing and worrying. Regardless, I am trying my best, although it feels weird to tell Bill what to do, and therefore I'm not going to anymore, I feel that as long as we're quiet for the remainder of the holidays my mum may regain some of her sanity.