By cancelling our cable tv (in favour of digital), my parents just cut me off from one of my main fandoms.
But Lisa, why don't you download it?
Oh I would, except we went through this month's bandwith at top speed (I am looking at you, brother dear) and mum had to buy extra, we are now not allowed to download anything till December.

Also, there are a million things I hate today, first and foremost being my diet, which I am fucking sick of. I want proper food. I want food that isn't low on fat or healthy or WHATEVER. I want to go to McDonalds. But no.
I suppose the only positive bits to come from today are the fact that dad has said they'll pay for my school trip to London and that they'll give me the money to get stuff like a sports bra and clothes appropriate for exercising and gym membership with the only proviso being that I keep it up or have to pay it all back. This is good.
Except on the other hand, there's this: when I started college, my parents gave me five years to graduate. At the time, that seemed reasonable. Now, however, I'm on my fifth year. Provided that I make it through this year, I have one more to go. They're not sure they're going to pay for that. :| Well. If my results are good at the end of the year, they most likely will, but they're not sure and it might end up in me spending all my money from my summer job on tuition and books and a train pass. Whoopee.

And now I have to go for dinner and be surrounded by people eating mussels (which I don't like) and chips (which I CRAVE. Like MAD) while I get, oh yes, bread. Because it's that or mussels and the very thought is making me gag.

All I really want is a cup of tea I can put sugar in.