Hello world, yes I know the title is a bit weird, but the bleeding hands bit will be explained later, and the different things bit is probably pretty much self-explanatory.
Well I suppose I should start by bringing whoever is reading this up to speed, considering the late of my last post….. *checks last post*
Ah yes, well…. I finished the english year, it was really fun. Got to visit the egypt exhibit at British museum, according to my friend who came with me, I looked like a mad-woman running around with my camera, and that she wouldn’t stand between me and the rosetta stone for anything. The next year I took arts and craft, that was fun. I then completed my teacher training and could call myself a full fledged teacher, about 5 minutes after receiving my diploma and dancing of joy, I went into a full fledged panic bcouse people would now expect me to be a full fledged teacher. I then moved to…. let’s call it winterfell, really cold and long winters up here, and took a year at the university studying religion. I also worked part time as a subsitute teacher, good practice. My skin had a really bad reaction to the air up here though. I have always had eczema, but after my 16th winter, it really cooled down. When I moved up here my skin got really dry, and the eczema spread to my upper body and face, it useually just attacked my hands and feet. On some fingers it got so bad that it ruined the skin several layers down, by now the skin is starting to come back to normal, but it’s still red and swollen. It got so bad that it didn’t even bleed anymore, just leaked water. So when they started bleeding again I actually got happy, because it ment that the skin was healing, hence the title. After christmas I lost all interest in school and really wanted to start working, but my logical brain told it would be stupid to quit with only a half a year left. I passed my exams, but my bored brain really didn’t want to keep hold of the knowledge I read for my exams. Now I’m moving back south where I have gotten my first job, hooray.
In other news I lost my first close relative this year, as my grandfather died. My mother called me the day after my borthday and told me that she had been summoned to his nursing home by the nurses, as he was now lying on his deathbed, and that the next time she called he would be dead. I broke down while talking on the phone, and cried most of that day, and the following day when my mother called. I did manage to keep calm on the phone that time though. So I cried another day, and the following day. the next night though I had a dream, it was just my grandfather standing, but he could stand, he could breathe freely and see again, I took great comfort from that dream, and started getting better. My grandfather had been ill for years at that point, about nine years ago he was attacked by some crazy guy while walking his dog, and the nutjob took away his cane and broke his back with it, there where only splinters left of that cane. He survived that, he survived some infection that bloated up his entire ody, he survived an infection in his brain he got from some leftover wire from the time he got his skull damaged in his youth. He needed oxygen after years of smoking, coudn’t bend down because of his back, and we had been waiting for his death for at least five years. It was incredible that he lived as long as he did, he refused to let go.
On some happier news, my brother had a daughter, and I got to be the godmother. She really is a darling little thing.
On a sadder note again, I just this week learned that my aunt has an aggressive form of cancer, and that her treatment is only to try and give her som more time. This aunt lives far away, and has no contact with the family because of some argument for many years ago. She has kept some contact with my mother though, her sister. Still we had to find out through my half-brothers uncle (not related to her) up north. I don’t know her, or my cousins from her,but still. I wanna say something to them, but I have no idea what to say. I feel really sad for mother through it all, first she has to lose her dad, and now her sister is going to die, all happening within a year.
Now I just got depressed, so I’m gonna log off, maybe update in a few days. See yah.