Here I am, in England. Soon it will be only me. What then? Thankfully in my aloneness I am not alone. There are still 25 or 30 other people on base. Just not mon famille. And, as it has been everytime I am left somewhat alone for periods of time, I haven't really noticed... not that I don't miss my family - I do, It's just that It almost feels... normal. Somehow living in a separate country from my family, living with friends, going about my life on my own (ish) feels... normal. Why the heck is that?? Well, YWAM has twisted my mind I guess. I have on the other hand, found myself singing On My Own much more often, but I think that may have more to do with my obsession with making life a musical than loneliness. Plus, it's one of my favourite songs. Oh how I love musicals.
I finally went to the doctor yesterday! So, it turns out that the reason I can see and feel my heartbeat in my stomach so well is... I'm skinny. Yeah, big surprise. I still have to get a stupid, evil, vampiric, blood test done though, just to make sure I don't have an overactive thyroid. Mah. I thoroughly despise having smiling, pain-loving women who know they are making the world a better place stab my veins with their cleverly designed blood stealers. I want to keep all of my blood, thank you very much. Is that strange? Hum.
Soo, I have watched SO much filmness since I got here. It's like this flat has a filmy aura-around it... You walk in and you just want to watch films... okay, so that is way over-exaggerated. But fun so say. I got up this morning and found my flat-mates/in loco parentises watching a show online :-) I love it.
Okay, so what is this all about - my parents are gone for what... 5 days, and my brother already has an injury! Apparently he fell out of the back of a pick-up truck... don't ask me how, none of my family will reply to anything we have written to them about it. So, he is supposedly okay, but you know Alex. He would say he was okay if he had just fallen off the side of the empire state building and landed in a truck full of steak knives. Ouch.
So, speaking of school, I should do some. I miss you world! Have a good life!
-Sincerely, Oxxana
