The plumber came around and stopped that dreadful leak, but it turns out when need to replace an ejector pump and that means; Bye-bye new stove <<
I came up with a short little poem thing for the history project, I thought it was dreadfully rushed and horrible (Again, I absolutely suck at poems and songwriting in generay ><) turns out other people liked it o.O
Oh, and I didn't nearly miss the bus today