As much as I try!!

It isn't too much fun with dad reading out one limerick after another and forcing me to listen.After which comes some trivia about Lewis Caroll, which I don't quite understand, then some thing about the "theory of bad luck" and lastly something about satan and God.My dad has quite a range, you know.Anyway, the point being this, I've forgotten what I had to say.
So, I guess I'll just blabber something about my week at home, umm...sort of at home.So I had a week off, which I spent at home, or that's what I remember.Although it didn't start off too well, I'm hoping it'll end easy.
Seven days is too short a time.I protest, really.I didn't have as much fun as I was supposed to.And I don't even remember what I actually did.Besides hanging around 'across'.And then there was Diwali somewhere in between, which was ok fun.Which reminds me, I sometimes really wish I could drink.It sucks to be repelled by something which can give you an easy high.
Anyhow, since I still can't recall what I actually wanted to say, I don't think there's any point carrying this post forward.And anyway, I've got to read stuff about Stephen Gately.

oh by the way, I'm glad about the early winters...or whatever you might call them.