I had a boring day. I like boring days. In fact, I like having a boring life so when something nice happens; I appreciate it more. That was the case today. I woke up to rain. I felt bad that I promised Cassie I'd go to school when really I had no intention of doing so. I walked around the house a few times, on the way around I'd stop to straighten a picture or put away a stray DVD. I finally settled on having a shower. When I got out I realised it was pissing down and the thought of cancelling on Brendon came to mind; that I could just crawl into bed and sleep for another few hours, but no, I went anyway. I got there and I must have looked so wet and pathetic, that Mandy went in and made me a milo and let me have the heater. =P Mandy mothering me made me miss my own mother. Seeing Brendon come up the steps was refreshing though. I can remember thinking to myself that this guy looked like such a knob, with his long hair blowing around in the wind but he was my knob and strangely I was overcome with happiness and love. That he looked absolutely adorable regardless. We had a good time lying in bed, watching telly, cuddling. His room was a little messier than the last time I'd been in it. I noticed the card; I always notice the card. The bus home was full of thought. For the first time in weeks I was more aware of the people and things in my surroundings. I noticed things that weeks ago I wouldn't have because I would be spaced out. I really think I'm coming around. I think I'm changing. I think I'm beginning to see that change isn't such a bad thing.