  Well today I am itchy and grumpy. Spent about 4 hours revising and am nowhere near complete and the exam starts at 9am tomorrow.
I hate biology and I wish I hadn't taken it. Counselling went strangely. I realised a few things and worked out a few things. I don't feel, I think and I still surprise her with my honesty and self-awareness. She gets the impresison I have trouble expressing my emotions because I don't feel my emotions I think them.
I'm also turning more and more into my parents by the day and cannot make a tulip a daffodil no matter how hard I try despite what they've instilled in me. And there I was thiking I was Hermione, so I either have to accept the tulip as the tulip and give up trying to change it into the daffodil or look for the daffodil.
I want to stick with the tulip because he's what I want, when he behaves. If patience is a virtue I'm not a very virtuous person, I have to learn to be, as far as the tulip goes. I also have to learn to not jump into the pit but to stand by it. I think I'm gonna start playing with the toybox next week so I can learn to let the child appear again and so I can learn to relax. So my task for this week is to think about things that I am doing and my decisions in them and decide am I being an adult/parent?
I need more of the child. Well I suppose the rveision isn't gonna revise itself...but my tummy's rumbling... 
