Lalala

I haven't written to my blog in a fair while now. I thought it was entirely necessary but recent circumstances denied me the ability to write in it. So here I am, the afternoon of Monday the 15th of October 2007, writing an entry on my laptop that will later be uploaded onto my blog page for all the people to read. The last week and a half have been fairly and otherwise elusively awkward for a number of reasons primarily revolving around maintaining the stability of my family.
It would seem that I, despite this intense emotional weight, am the only one who has to ability to work my way through struggles and find early solutions to the shit that life throws in our direction. Due to the apparent lack of rental payments made by my brother, my dad is therefore liable to cover the cost. In the event that he fails to do this he will in all probability be sued for an amount of money that, quite frankly, he doesn't have. This may lead to a jail sentence, provided that he doesn't flee to Dubai before that happens. And if this rent isn't paid my brother will face eviction with nowhere else to go, and few mates who would actually be willing to shack him up on account of his perpetual inefficiency to repay those who give to him. Will he go homeless?
Besides all that, I am well. Moderately healthy, and quite happy, the only fly in the ointment being the previously said slight emotional burden of maintain the stability of a volatile family. School continues on as normal with average results in all homework so far, one exception being English Lit, were I have yet to find if it is a talent or a weak spot that for one teacher I get Bs in all my homework so far, whereas the other teacher gives me only Cs. Either way, I enjoy it and that is the main thing as far as I am concerned. History is fairly ambiguous in the sense that I just can't get a grasp in it. I know what we're learning about, I take everything that is said into consideration, but try as I may when it comes to the test I do a direct nosedive, falling fast and hitting the ground with such force that I hate waiting to receive the results several days after. Theatre Studies is great, we finally started doing some practical exercises which are more enjoyable than the usual writing and note-taking. But yeah, it just occurred to me that people reading this are not interested in my school...nor am i for that matter but I like to think about how its going.

*10 Minutes pass as Ryan thinks of what to write next*

The results for the poetry competition have not came back yet. I asked my English teacher, who is also in charge of the whole thing, and he explained that the poems he had sent away have most likely been held up with the unavoidable postal-strike. No matter, I shall know soon enough if my poem was even slightly of standard equal to a qualified poet who marks and evaluates all the entries. I counted earlier and it turn out that I have written 28 poems since I wrote the entry to that competition. Maybe about 10 of those are personal and another 2 or 3 or meaningless and a waste of time for anyone who would read it, but Im looking into getting most, if not all of the other ones sent away to be considered for publishing =]