1) I (more than I should) speak about other members of this house in hushed tones with Stef. Nothing too major, just about stuff that’s gone on, little annoying things… And I suddenly wondered last night, what if she does it about me, too? I don’t have a bad word to say about Stef, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she did about me (not because she’s a bitch, but because I annoy myself sometimes, nevermind other people), and that worries me.

2) My sister had her phone stolen today. By kids, at her school. I mean, really??? She’s 13, for god’s sake, and it was a Christmas present. It’s not like it was even overly fancy, I know for a fact she has friends with iPhones when her phone was worth £40. Why even bother? There is a chance I’m getting more worked up about this than I should ‘cause I’m tired/tipsy, but, ugh. I feel bad for her :(

3) I have no idea how I’m swanning through life seeming (and feeling) content, when when I think about stuff properly, I am so unhappy. :(