Nearly DIED today...

...from too much dust inhalation. You see, today I had to tidy my room, well start, and my mother insisted that it be done "properly" which meant throwing stuff away. There was so much dust it was kinda gross, and I found that I would wipe it with my hand and then at would go in the air and stuff and then I would accidently swallow some. It was not nice.

Today I also realised that I am a horder. Seriously I keep so much crap it's unreal. I even found myself making up excuses for useless junk that I knew I was never going to need again. I was like;

"Oh this yellow highlighter does't work and hasn't worked for months but you never know, if the time arose that I needed a highlighter that didn't work I would have one."

"Oh look, it's the instruction booklet to my old camera. If I ever got another camera that was the exact same model as my old one and I lost the instruction booklet, then I would have spare just in case"

"Oh look, a sheet on Billy the Kid. Maybe that'll come in useful one day."

So basically, if a terrorist phoned me up and asked for; A yellow highlighter that doesn't work, an instruction booklet for a really old camera and a schoolwork sheet on Billy the Kid, then I could in theory save the whole freakin' world!

But yeah. I actually ended up throwing away all that stuff, but it was with a heavy heart.

So yesterday I did nothing. Well, I lie. First I spent about 4 hours watching community channel non-stop because I actually had nothing better to do. But then I decided that I wanted to actually do something a little productive with my day so I decided to head off to the library. I got dressed, walked to the bus stop, looked at the board...and saw that it would be over 20 minutes until any bus arrived. Now me in my abandoned-moody state was not prepared to wait over 20 minutes for a bus when it would only take 20 to walk there. So I set off on my journey with a sour face because I'm essentially very lazy.

But it was gay pride. So it meant that the streets were packed with lots of happy people. And I was like; "Okay, I accept that you're gay and I wish you all the best, I totally support you and everything, but I want to get the library, and you are preventing this"

So it took a little longer to get to the library, but once I got there I instantly clamed, being surrounded by books does that to me. But yeah I got there, selected a couple of books, including one I'm about to rave about, and then made my way home. The way home was a lot less interesting because I got the bus and ignored everyone by blasting my music (i love doing that).

But yeah I got home, watched a bit more of community channel until my mom told me to get off the computer because "I had been on it all day" (well, no actaully I went out?! Remember?!)

So that's when I started to read one of the books that I had gotten out of the library. This book was so hench, it's hardback and everything. It's "The Boleyn Inheritance" which is a fictional story, based on true events that gives us the points of view of Jane Boleyn, Anne of Cleves and Catherine Howard. I love love LOVE this book and I love Philipa Gregroy for writing it. I read the book before which was from the prospective of Mary Boleyn who was the Kings Whore, and sister to Anne Boleyn, who had two illigitemate children by the king, but in the end fell in love and ran away, in that book we saw the fall of Queen Katherine who was Henry the Eigths first wife and how Anne Boleyn managed to take the throne and then how she lost it (in the book Gregory uses the idea that she believed that Henry was the one who could not provide a baby so she had sex with her brother in order to try and concieve a baby because the King was already moving onto Jane Seymour) but that may not necessarily be true, but it made for a good story line. But I just love this book and think that Katherine Howard was a little slut, that Jane Boleyn needs to stop being a whiny bitch and Anne of Cleves should have stood her ground and not been suchj a pushover. So yeah. I think there may be a book about Jane Seymour. Imma check later, and if there is one, I'm having it!

See look, Melanie writes a mega short post and then I manage to write a looong blog post without even meaning too. See what I mean about writing about something I'm interested in.

Well I'm going to go and dye my hair, so buh-bye.