One Issue Solved.

Much to my dismay, the kidney stone WASN'T too small to cause problems. My doctor told me it was very tiny and I wouldn't feel anything, but when it "passed" this week, I was dissapointed in my town's medical facilities...
Only a little.

On a lighter note, I have decided to write a murder mystery for my younger brother [who doesn't read much], for writing practice. I think it will be very good for me.

I have finished "Life of Pi", and was again, dissapointed. I recommend skipping the last ten chapters [they are very short, for there are a century's worth of tiny chapters, therefore, you die at ninety and miss ten years worth of suffering from the reality of things]. But now I venture on to read the "Mystery of Edwin Drood" which is more to my liking so far, though, I've never read a Dickens novel so it is a little different to say the least.

Today I must and will visit my equine friend [haha, or simply put, horse] and dwell on the fact that my last year of secondary school education begins tomorrow. I will let you know how it all goes after the fact.

Toodle-pip, as I used to say.