My Day - Episode Twenty Seven

Haven't done a my day blog in a while, I keep wanting to go off topic. So I will, bwahaha.

So today, woke up a bit glum because my throat was killing me and I was absolutely knackered! I was up at 4 again coughing, silly lungs - behave! But anyways, yesterday it was my sisters birthday so we had a barbecue and I met lots of her friends (one I really warmed to and let borrow some manga and she was lovely!) and the rest were nice too, bonkers but nice.
My mum got v drunk and was joining in with festivities and had to meet the boyf's mum whilst tipsy - was hilarious. She was very embarassed though. Poor doll.

Anyways! Today. Woke up, sore throated but looking forward to the day. After I super cleaned the house from all the food and alkie bockles, I had Cheshire over. This was strange, but really nice. First time it was just me and her and round my house so it was like new but in a good way. She complimented my room lots, which is good - I'm not a freak with lots of fans and crap XD So we went for a walk and sat in a tree for like two hours talking about childhood holidays and friends and parties, all sorts. Bitched about a few people, we are human after all and then went home to eat biscuits and watch a chick flick.

It was really nice and chilled and totally what I needed out of a lazy bank holiday monday, so yay! Oh and I'm almost healed! Still got a sore throat from all the coughing but I can almost close my mouth and breathe like a normal person now. (Almost) :D

My Day - Episode Twenty Four

Right, I haven't done one of these for ages because I became really worried that my days are actually boring as hell. But this weekend was reasonably eventful so I'll do a two day - my day coverage for you.

Friday day I had a really awesome day, my bus journeys get better and better as I familiarise myself with everyone and get comfortable. We've been having a lot of fun recently playing our version of yellow car which is yellow-green-car-slut-oldman. Trust me, it's way more fun. I may introduce a rule where you have to tickle if you see a smart car.
So I got in from school, radio blaring, dancing whilst packing to go to my dads. As soon as I got in the car my mood plummeted, my dad was bitching and whining for the whole car journey and refused me having friends over for the Saturday. Not to mention I was plagued with the feeling I had forgotten something vitally important.

So when I got in and then I had another tiff with Dad and I went upstairs, on the verge of tears. I searched for my phone to try and text Him to cheer me up. Only it wasn't there. Or anywhere, I had totally forgotten it. So naturally, I broke down feeling cut off from the world (the internet was also spazzing out) and cried for a while. Eventually I had to show my face and soon Dad and his Girlf caught on and cheered me up with tea and words of courage.

I slept well and in the morning I was feeling a heck of a lot better. It was the weekend officially I wanted to cheer up - a clean slate. I was even boring myself with my soaring emotions and rollercoaster of moods. So I spent the day with Him. It was amazing and a bit daunting in a way. Amazing because I was totally at ease, playing and laughing with Him. I can't even remember what we were laughing about (Donkey balls...something like that) but it was so funny he had coke coming out of orifices it shouldn't.

Then he left and I played on the Wii for a while and then read New Moon (I finished Twilight for the third time now). Saturday night I spent bonding with Dad's girlf until one in the morning which was awesome. Then today I went shopping with her and gave her my student discounts and she treated me to a new top. I practically paid for it myself in the dicounts I got her, awesomesauce.

So now I should be feeling a lot better, but only if my grades improve.

OH WAIT. I forgot to mention why hanging with Him was daunting. Right, we had our first 'us' talk. We had to discuss what might happen when we get to Uni. It's complicated because I can't predict how I will feel then, I only know what's happening right here, right now. And that might change. So hey, we're gonna take it how it comes. :)

That's really it now. Ciao! :D

My Day - Episode Twenty Two

Today was so busy! I am absolutely knackered now but so fulfilled, my day was almost perfect.

So this morning I woke up pretty early and had an undisturbed morning - my favourite kind. Managed to get to the hairdressers for half nine, which meant I only had to wait for a while. I used to have a real problem trusting hair dressers though, the order they do things in really panics me and I start to stress, but today I was relaxed and confident that it would be okay. Which worked out. Eve when I ended up loosing a good 3/4 inches off my hair instead of the 2 I intended, it looks much better this way.

So then it was about quarter past ten, I was finished with my errands and I had to wait in town until about 12ish when P.Diddy arrived with the sis, K.Diddy. So the three of us wandered a bit more, bought some meat and just chillaxed until we caught up with Goldilocks. We then bid adieu to K.Diddy and she went off home. Eventually we gained a Thin One and Stag who had turned up at my house before us.

We then had some coke in the sun, listening to music and chatting. Eventually got the barbie going which was a clamity but actually a success in the end - chicken buffalo wings were a win. The only thing that bugged me was later on we got a call from Curl Top who had refused the offer earlier on account of other plans but when re-offered to come, he said "I don't want to come to the fucking barbecue." Ouch man, is my presence really that painful? Not you can't come, or there is no point, don't want to. Ouch.

Then when the barbie died down and we had also gained a Marshal we went indoors to where the Sis and her friend was and we played on the legendary Dance game on the Wii. Awesome songs, awesome moves and awesome wins. The guys beat the girls but I won in almost every game I played, mainly because that's the kind of thing I love doing when I am alone and I get way into it.

So as the evening wore on, people started leaving and I am left here, with the netbook perched on my weak lap, forcing myself to blog about my day because it was so damn fucking awesome in every way.
Love my Krewe. <3 Only gutted that Him couldn't come as he was visiting releatives SUCKS.