YESTERDAY I went to see my social worker. Her name is Louise Bright. She's a lovely woman, and she's probably really busy all the time seeing as she looks after pretty much everyone in Torfaen. I told her i wanted to move out.
Yes, I know, I'm only sixteen blah blah blah. But, my mum drives me literally insane and I need out.
Anyway, she told me my options, and they seem pretty great for me. Well, actually, she described where I'd be living as "It's like Big Brother." I don't know what that's meant to mean, but I've always wanted to be on that. What do you mean, I'm looking at this from an immature perspective??
So I'm going to England tomorrow for two weeks, anyway, to see my dad, so that ought to be pretty good. I'll see quite a few people.
I can't really think of much else to put today, except, that I've got Pokémon theme music in my head. Gosh, I'm cool.