fill in, cant help it i just really feel in need of sorting out my head.
Right well English - just had our last ever friday period 5 hated lesson and the number of lessons left i can count on the fingers of one hand :S however i do feel alot better about LTA6 so thats good i feel more in control, i still have a timed one to do sometime this weekend however as for LTA5 QUOTES, QUOTES, QUOTES lol and revision guide - just need time which is apparently the one thing i havent got - aint it always the way!
Theatre - had Mrs Hadley for our last but one double friday lesson and had an overview i feel alot better about DRA 6 now which i had been worried about and have, i think, decided to leave it untill my other exams are all over - ill still have a week to revise that alone, i may review what i have to do to make sure but ... thats the plan atm.
Media - nothing really to report same, although not had a lesson with Symons for ages which is worrying.
Jonny's fine, hes had a job today and all being well he will next week too
which is good, ive not spoken to him today but ill ring him tonight - itll have boared him but hes getting money. I really dont know what to suggest...
As to letters and uni, i think ive managed to sort all my letters now. Ive had one today saying theyve got my accomodation aplication and a lady from DSA rang me the other day to talk to me about my needs assesment. Ive told them that im happy to have it at Preston and ive talked to mummy about (personally i think this is a stroke of genius) going down to it, if its not too expensive on the train and then i have an experience of the journey. I still have my phone to unlock however.
Recently and for no apparent reason, ive been missing my family, id been looking forward to seeing daddy next weekend but it turns out thats the weekend hes cancelled and i hadnt realised so im not going to see him for at least 3 weeks unless i go sometime during the week, a bit down hearted about that. And i was walking home today and often granny and grandad come on a friday and i realised they wernt coming and i felt sad about that too ... i dont know whats wrong with me i was talking to becky about it earlier usually i dont give a shit about my grandparents and i said to her "you'd have thought that by now id have got used to my dad not being arround its rediculous that i still miss him, i mean ive lived longer without him than i ever had with him." This actually stopped me in my tracks as i typed it realising it was true - it made me cry! I cant actually believe that ... i feel his lack...
I read a beautifull poem the other day 'Perhaps' by Vera Brittain ... im just writing as things occur to me know ...
Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of You.
Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.
Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.
But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.
At the time, this made me thing of jonny and him living far away but more in the fore front of my mind was one of the poems my mum wrote for Philip ( i must not forget that that is what id like my son to be called ) ...
I sat, and watched,
and saw your glorious life just fade away.
I felt so proud, so full of love and pain
So privilaged to be chosen to share your last moments on earth.
But Oh! How desolate that moment was -
Your greatest triumph my greatest loss.
The night we spent before -
How precious, how full of tenderness and despair.
A night of gentle talk, when looks spoke more certainly than words.
It seemed to me, that night should never end.
But end it did and with it took your life.
I sat, and watched.
Each breath you took more shallow than the last
Each pulse that beat, a throb less strong.
Untill with an ease so subtle, so shocking, it nearly made me faint.
You died.
And from that split second of time, that moment,
When i was wrenched from wife to widowhood
Ive missed you.
The hurt began streight away
And still it bites
Deep, cold, sure and clean to the very quick.
Later, when i scattered peacefull ashes
one golden evening on an autumn breeze
at the place we loved so well
The fading sunlight caught at the notes
It made them dance and sparkle like my unsed tears
And i thought
How typical of you to shine for me even after death.