New worries for my mistress

For a second there I thought my mistress had ereased my blog. Evil woman. When she's upset, she tends to do stupid things, like ereasing my blog, for example. And reading books she has read a thousand times before. Or so it seems. And refusing to be social with her friends. How am I to study my targets if my mistress refuses to even step outside the appartment?
And so they are going to Canada, home of the boring. What on earth they are doing there, I don't know, and I don't really care, as long as the father brings his anti-snoring machine. It sounds like he's shipping logs when he's asleep. They haven't packed yet, and my mistress is going out of her mind. She usually packs about five times before she knows what she's going to bring. Not that she wouldn't have gone out of her mind anyway. According to her the whole world's against her. Grandfather's close to death, mother muttering curses under her breath, fahter refusing to call of the trip, sister going death because she's EMO. How my mistress worked out that last, I don't know.
As you might have noticed, I haven't been blogging for a while. That's because my mistress finally came to her senses and studied hard for her finals. And it payed off, appearently. She received five on all of her written finals and six on her oral. Personally, I think she could have received another six on her written if she had studied a bit harder, but she and her friends disagree. I shall let them disagree, but I know for a fact (despite of what my mistress keep saying) that she will be very disappointed if she doesn't have enough points to study medicine next year. Then she will be forced to go to Trondheim. At this moment she thinks that she would rather live up there than down here, but I bet you anything that she'll regeret in a couple of months. I don't reallu have a choice, I'll go wherever she goes, so I guess I'll try to be supportive. Yeah, right! Me, supportive? wouldn't support anyone unless they were planning to rid this world of some human vermins. Yes, I'm as vicious as ever.
I am rather amused when I think about my mistress, who has never had a boyfriend. That poor thing doesn't know what it's like being in love. For her own sake I sincerely hope she has to go to Trondheim, at least there she'll be guaranteed a boyfriend. Well, accoring to the Ferorer. Can you imagine going eighteen long years without as much as a kiss or even a tingling in your belly when you see someone you like? But then again, perhaps it is because of me that she hasn't been able to experience the magic of Cupid. In that case, let things carry on like before! I have no need for changes! Vicious AND selfish, those are my middle name.
I'm quickly running out of things to say, so I'll leave my mistress alone. For now.