Wow wat a great week it has been.

Thanks so much to all you guys who are awesome, my friends are the bomb

Christmas is nearly here, and I love this time of year and I feel really greatful that I have such an amazing family to share it with.

My Mum's surgery went really well and she's home now and doing really well (who would have thought that open heart surgery was so easy )

My brother is all better and Nan is doing well too.

Woo for positiveness

I'm getting a 5 string bass guitar for christmas (fender) and I've got everyone awesome presents (well I think their awesome )

So MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! And a happy and safe New Year.

Much Love Amy
aka Yasi

OH OH ANDDDDD Ashie is coming home till febuary!!! CHEER!

Isn't that the cutest little dudie??? Tehe...

Well it seems that everyone is doing journals like this so here is my one too.

The past few months have been interesting, I realised I don't really have any actual close friends, which strangely doesn't bother me. I got really sick of feeling like a taxi service and just generally feeling used. The sad bit is that i can't tell any of these people that thats how i feel. Anything I do goes un-noticed and when i don't do things I'm lazy.
Apparently I don't try hard enough and I'm just in things for the fun of it... Well I'm sorry if other things get in my way like family and work...

My Nan is in Intesive care and on a respirator (sp?) and the docs arn't sure if she'll get better and my Mum is going into hospital to have open heart surgery on thursday. Yay.

But in saying that I'm not going tro bitch about it anymore I've said my fill and am content with wat life hands me. I don't live in a 3rd world country, i have a home and enough to eat every day, i have the oppurtunity to go to uni and to drive a car. Life isn't always doom and gloom, sometimes you just have to look harder for the positive side.

Smile ladies and gentlemen.

I'm sick to death of emos.
I'm sick to death of people not thinking before they open their fat mouth.
I'm sick of people who don't know when enough is enough and when to let go.

My Pop died a year ago on thursday. I miss him so much, he was my best friend.

And on another note thanks to Stodge and Erin for a good time on the weekend.

Peace
Yasi