The Start Of School.

Today was the last day of the first week back in term three, at least we got Monday off. My pop is still in hospital, he is better, but it looks like he is getting a small amount of dementia, but it might just be at the medicine is on. I'm working on another story, the two weeks off school really helped me get started.

Holidays.

Holidays at last. The 10th was the last day of the term, so I have two weeks off school, so that's great. Even though I think school is great, I still think it is even better when I don't have to go, I can do my own things.

Now, on a more darker note, my grandfather is very ill, and it doesn't look like he is going to be alive much longer, I doubt he'll even make the week out, even though it is possible he'll pull through it, it is not very likely... so pop, I love you, and I really, really, hope you get through this.

Happy Birthday.

I would like to mention my fathers birthday. It was yesterday. The 30th of June. He turned 55, luckily he hardly ever uses the internet, so at least he won't find I'm telling the public how old he is... I don't think he would like that. But he's a great father and hope he has had a good day.

Wayne Potter... 30th June 1954.