Well, my brother's here, with his girlfriend. They're quite sweet, and not really boyfriend & girlfriend-y - they're more just like friends...

There's been no washing up done in my house for ages. The bathroom hasn't been cleaned for ages either. I was waiting to see whether my housemates would do either of these things, but evidently not, as last time either of the said things were done, I did them.

It's kind of cool having my brother here, but kind of tough too...I'm realising how un-normal my life at home was. I don't see how I could have ever thought it was normal. You see, at the moment, I'm living with 2 13 year olds who are living with v abusive mothers...My brother doesn't seem to get it quite as bad as I did, but he gets it bad enough. He said that he hasn't been hit for a couple of months, but when that last happened, he had his head slammed in a door, and on a kitchen work top...That kind of thing used to happen to me at least a couple of times a week, and I used to just accept it as a normal part of life...