I’m home. It hasn’t quite gone as expected. Apparently it’s not really the right time of years for kittens. We’ve spent days searching for one and responding to ads, but it looks like it’s not going to happen. It’s not such a big deal, just unfortunate that I spent the whole week leading up to spring break looking forward to cuddling and petting a kitten all day and generally taking care of it.

Yesterday we went to the mall and I bought two packs of underwear. This is good, because much of my underwear at school has disappeared, or shrunk, or fallen apart.

It seems like most of break is going to be doing homework (too much, gah) and helping my grandparents with the computer. Not that I mind helping them, but they assume since I don’t have any particular plans that I would love to come over everytime the email doesn’t show up or they need to order photos or they forget to save a document and lose a whole bunch of work. I feel like an unpaid Geek On Call. I also feel like a little kid. Yesterday I was dumped there for 6 hours, and there was nothing I could do about it. No car, and Papi was too busy on a Sunday night to take me home, even though he was still sitting in front of the TV when Mummy finally came to pick me up. Ma can’t drive at night. She can barely drive during the day.

I’m in a whiny mood, obviously. I blame my knack for getting sick whenever I have a break. My nose is running, my eyes are sealed half shut and my through is sore. Infinitely preferable to stomach flu, however. Probably not best to keep looking at this computer screen. And I’m off!