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At first I couldn't think what to write about - well what has happened in my life recently.
Then I remembered my car.
It has been 17 weeks since my car crash, and they STILL haven't fixed my car. After 17 weeks I now have a courtesy car - they couldn't even get the model of that right! Grrrrrrrr.

I swear that driving will take a few years off my life, as it stresses me out so much. I feel even worse when I have to drive by myself - my driving instructor says that I need a blow-up doll to sit beside me in the passenger seat - like Anita did in Dinnerladies to make her feel secure in the car. Her doll was called Malcolm - I don't think I'm quite ready for an inflatable friend quite yet!

(Found a car-shaped stress ball while looking for a picture for this entry - perhaps that might help!)

It's been a while.

I haven't written anything on my blog for a while - don't really know why, I'm just out of the habit. I thought I could write about a few bits and pieces that have been going on lately to try and get myself back in the habit. (Sounds like a great title for a movie about nuns!)

Today I drove a car for the first time since my crash. It was a pretty big deal for me, as being involved in a car crash shatteredd my confidence. I thought I might freak out in front of my driving instructor, but luckily I was surprisingly calm. It was helped by the fact that I got to drive the mini again, which is my favourite car. Just can't afford one, and the insurance is excruciating! It's probably going to be even more out of reach for me after my crash. It's been four months and I still haven't got my car back. (The car that I saved up forever for, and bought new.) Perhaps instead of thinking I could buy something nice, I should have just spent the money on a lifetime's supply of sweets, or just set alight to it:(

I know that I really should have written about my holiday, but I really can't be bothered.

I voted on the 3rd, and it turns out I accidently voted for a complete twit.

There is so much I else I want to say, but I can't really. Although no one will probably ever read my blog in a million years, I still can't write what I'm thinking. Other wise I might be in deep do-do!