inspiration comes at last

and the end of a releativley normal day, i fing myself inspired, at that moment in time i head the wind blowing in my hair, the silence of the night, and the light of the stars shiing down on me :]
i have remembered in part at least why i used to put effert into the things i do, and in doing so, i ca nonce again regain the passion i was once had


but now the saddening stuff... i have part of my dads family down for the week, my grandma and grandad, my 26 year old aunt and her boyfreind, and one of my little cousins, its going to be a week that will be reasonably injoyable as long as i can put up with all the fighting and bitching thats happening underneath all the smiles and unfortunatly i wont be able to get out the house to much cos i have to be sociable :p

and theresthe point that me and my family are trying to keep it secret that im collecting my results thursday lol, because if they knew, there would be annoying amount of attention, i mean these are the sort of people that hug and kiss you goodbye when your going to see them in a few hours anyway lol, :/ maybe i just dont feel for them that much...

anyways, could be fun, could be hell, we shall see :]