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I have been absent from Deviantart for quite some time. I have had a lot go on in my life. My parents got divorced and my childhood home was sold. I moved out and in with my boyfriend and his grandparents (which I know sounds odd but is actually great because they are awesome). And I got my very own cat Rosco, who is cheeky and only just now, after having him for several months after rescuing him from the RSPCA, is becoming affectionate.
I am now engaged to the most amazing man ever, much to my mother's chagrin. But she doesn't get a say anymore as she is now cut out of my life for all the horrible things she has said and done. Constantly meddling in our relationship, trying to break us up, when he has been nothing but amazing to me.
I have gotten into rock climbing at an indoor place nearby, only to have injured myself last week, pulling my right bicep and tricep muscles on one of the walls. It's painful and annoying as this is one of the few forms of exercise I actually enjoy doing.  
I have also been writing my original story called Choice on wattpad under the username Writernut55, so please check it out and share it with your friends and leave comments.

So they finally found out what was wrong with my mum. She has had a long history with endemetriosis and has had it come up and removed several times. That was why she had her hysterectomy in the first place. However, when she saw her lady doctor, he took a scan of her ovaries and said nothing was out of the ordinary.

So mum's in hospital. 

So a few years ago, like maybe 3 or so, my brother had a friend over and we were playing a game on the trampoline called Crack the egg. It's a silly game where someone curls up into a ball and other people bounce them till they loose their grip or they let go because they've been bounced too high. Well my brother's friend at the time was the egg and we were jumping and having fun, until his back landed on my foot and pain engulfed my foot, starting from my pinkie toe. I got off the trampoline and hobbled over to my mum. She helped me strap it and told me that I probably broke it, which I believed because of how much it hurt and how much it had swollen up. 

So I'm doing my end of semester University exams and everything is going ok (except for the 1/10 I got in my Self directed art project). I have my final exam next week on Literature and hopefully I can bring myself to study for it because I haven't in the two weeks I have had available to. Studying is just one of those things that you know you need to do but just can't seem to bring yourself to do because it feels like torture. The only thing that seems to be keeping me sane is the Percy Jackson books that I bought for myself (two of which my little brother already owned and mum used to read to him at night, that of which is now replaced by recordings of Andy Griffiths books. He really knows how to entertain little boys). I have managed to average about a book a week which is an achievement for me because I usually take around a week and a half or two normally. But it's probably because I have been staying up late reading and reading when I'm supposed to be studying. I just got excited with the new movie coming out with Nathan Fillion playing Hermes (love him most as Capt. Mal and Richard Castle), so I wanted to read the books so I could get an understanding of what was going to happen.