The Holidays: A summary

Monday: Played Sims Bustin' out on the Xbox and rocked it. Had a massive kerfuffle trying to contact the ever-busy/ sleeping Dukey to organise stuff.
Tuesday: Pancake day and one of my highlights! I invited Harry, Bekah and Dukey over and we had a boys V girls pancake competition. Ours won obviously. Then when Harry left early (he also arrived early, mad) Dukey and Bekah stayed to help me pack. Then Dukey dropped me and Bekah at hers where we went for a walk in the woods, made her dad dinner and then were re-joined by Dukey. We then ordered a pizza and chatted until about ten when I really did get to my dads. Realised we'd got a new puppy. Then I reconnected with my step-mum Carole when we had a massive hour long chat just like the good old days.

 Ziva and the new Puppy, Pippi (a little boy believe it or not)

Wednesday: I was at Dads now. Dukey was going to hang out but he was busy but luckily Harry cancelled on Bekah too so I got the pleasure of her company. We went to Costa Coffee where I was mistaken for a strangers daughter and therefore ignored, and me and Bekah overcame our fears of the Dentist and booked appointments. Rather, I did and Bekah laughed in shock because they didn't know what type she needed because she hadn't been in that long!
Thursday: Results Day. Harry picked me up reasonably early and we chatted about nervousness. Got my results and they were a little confusing. They weren't the soaring awesome results I had hoped for, but they were doable and mean I can continue on with my dream of Leicester and Psychology. I also started the process hopefully leading to me dropping Philosophy and Ethics. After results me and Harry joined Maisie and Josh for more pancakes and watching Love and Other Drugs. Anne Hathaway flashes her boob, we were agast.
Friday: Bowling! Aimee's birthday was Thursday but I didn't see her. So gave her some necklaces I'd got her, which I also wanted to keep. We bowled. I got the highest score of the night but also came last twice, go figure. Then I came home and made more pancakes (spotting a trend?) for Katie (my sort of step sister), Carole and Dad.
Satuday: Came home to Mum's and chilled here. Found out I had dinner with my estranged cousin Lauren, Leigh and Nicky. That was awkward but bearable, a start I suppose.
Sunday: Joe was home at last! I went round to his and slept over. We argued a lot so I guess that spoiled this day somewhat.
Monday: Woke up at Joes and hung out till about 12 when Harry picked me up. We went back to mine and chilled out. I made him lunch and we went for a walk and then he had to run so I had most of the afternoon to myself.
Tuesday: Firstly I popped round to Joe's house and we argued some more but FINALLY managed to get to the bottom of it and sort out all the worries. Then it was ladies night round Bekahs house. Just the three of us (Aimee too) hung out. Bekah's sister had made cakes so I ate those. A lot. We just chatted about life and read magazines. Amused ourself throwing galaxy buttons at each other.
Wednesday: Woke up at Bekahs, nice slow morning until eventually having to leave. Me and Aimee walked to town together (a long walk) which was okay. Then I got the bus home. Joe came over at about four and we had the usual wednesday afternoon. I made him dinner- steak, chips, fried egg and mushrooms. I'm a culinary magician.
Thursday: Went over to Joes again and we had a very pleasant afternoon. I was feeling a bit weird but better after a syrup sponge pudding. uhhmmmmm yum. Then we went for a dog walk with Hutchy. His dog is truely adorable. Was nice to see him but it felt a little off. Then we all went to Bekahs. That was nice too but again felt a little off... maybe it was just my mood. I just thought they were used to being a trio from their JC nights and I was an intruder.
Friday: Was meant to be hanging with Harry but his Dad fucked things up so I was alone all day. I decided to super clean my room. I organised my wardrobe, shelves and drawers. I cleaned and dusted every surface and ornament. I even bleached my netting and cleaned the windows. I scrubbed it from top to toe and now it's pure lux. Not a coaster out of place - I feel so tranquil and shiz.
Saturday: (Today) Harry is coming over in a while and we'll probably go for a walk because the sky is actually blue and clear! We also said we'd watch a movie, either Brothers Grimm or Candy. (Heath Ledger (L) )
Sunday: (Tommorrow) Mum's given me a tenner if I clean the living room and the kitchen so I'll probably stick the radio and go crazy with sprays and cloths. Own it. :D

All in all my holiday was a firm 9/10. Only damper was the few arguements and friction occasionally but mostly I've not had a boring day and I've seen so many awesome people so I'm super happy with how it's turned out!

The Yarmouth

I'm off to Great Yarmouth on Saturday for a week, not back till Saturday after that. I'm going with my Dad, Sister, Dad's Partner C, her Daughter K and her friend Ribs. (I didn't name her ribs, apparently that's her nickname, maybe I'll find out why whilst I'm away.)

I won't have much contact, probably no internet but I will have free text so please, please, if you are bored - text me. I insist. I'll be relaxing mostly during the day, taking trips into town to browse tack shops and various arcades so most likely I will be pretty bored.


See you all when I return! :)

My Day - Episode Thirty Two

Woke up today at Dad's house by the noise of the dog howling which is totally rare. So I went downstairs to find my living room especially crowded as The Wrinklies were over. (Thats the grandparents on my dads for people who are unaware of this cute petname)
So we had some delightful chatter and a rather depressing realisation that (BBEEPPP). Then dada went off to some diving shop and C was off to work so it was me and the Sis in the house.
Sissy wanted to go get C some flowers as a thankyou for trying to find work so we nipped to the shops and got some pasties and mints. It was nice to be out but I had a premonition of a killer headache so I wrapped myself up in movies for about 5 hours. By then I had a fully fledged OWMYFOOKINGHEADache. So I downed some paracetamol (Which did nothing) and lots of water, thinking it was probably down to being dehydrated.
It was so within two glasses of water and a walk around the block (which I love and really should do more often) I was fine again.
Apart from being depressed.

See last time I was here at dads I had Him sleep over but the huge calamity lead to C thinking we were 'up to things' when we totally weren't and I felt completely betrayed because I thought she had trust and understood me. She also blamed us for her not getting any sleep even though she went to bed at like 1 when we went at 11 and I only got up once because I had a nightmare.

So anyways I'm bummedout because I know now that even after two years of maturing and totally respecting every stupid rule to do with boys they threw at me AND completely getting a new boyfriend - they have NO trust in me and my word at all.

Also Him is in Germany and I'm pining, walking around the house looking glum because there is no-one to surprise piggy-back on and kiss my elbows when I smack against the doorframe. Two very important roles for a boyfriend of course....

5 Random Facts

Well I'm pretty happy at the moment, life is good. So I'm too fat with content to think up my own ideas. Here are five random facts that some of you may know and some of you may not. Enjoy!

1. I have three computers to my name. Sad! I know, but it partly stems from the whole parents being split up. I have one in my room at each house and I bought the netbook I'm using all by myself! So I'm pretty dependant on my computers but when my computer once broke and I couldn't use any of them, I did survive for almost two weeks. I read a heck of a lot of books but I survived!

2. I collect bus tickets. I don't think this is that random, but at the moment I have stuck them all together in a chain that is too long for me to hold with my arms spread wide. It's pretty cool actually. If anyone has bus tickets, please give them to me! I really like making ticket chains. Ha, weird.

3. My favourite place in the world is Skegness. It's trampy, it's cheap, it's cheesy. I love it to bits. I went there every year as a kid on holiday and my best memories were made there, I still remember the layout of the holiday park! I have had such great times there, I wish I could just go back whenever I liked.

4. I keep a diary because I can't keep secrets. I can't not tell people things. If I've done something, I find it incredibly hard to keep it from people and one of the only ways I can actually keep things from slipping is to write everything down. Even so, I tend to just word-puke my secrets all over people I barely know. It's so impossible for me to keep things when I was very awful and did something bad, I couldn't even write it in my diary or tell a soul. So I wrote it on a conker. I still have that conker as well.

5. My favourite drink is ice cold water. Water so cold it hurts your teeth, I love it. I drink so much cold water I end up shivering, it's amazing. Try it! Hence I find it insanely weird when Cheshire drinks hot water, it's like the complete opposite of amazing.

So there you go. You proabably could have figured all of those out in two minutes, but as I said - I blurt everything to people. This makes it incredibly hard to think of things that nobody knows!
Sucks. :D

What to do?

The holidays have come round again! So Belle, what are your plans?! I hear you cry. Fear not! I come bearing lists.

What I aim to do in my Hols

1. Get fit whilst simultaneously enjoying food
2. Meet up with friends
3. Advance things with Him
4. Have a girls night
5. Switch to cooler jacket, hopefully weather will allow!
6. Up intake of water to over one bottle a day *Glug glug*
7. Read cosmo and try not to use it as new bible
8. Write a diary entry every day
9. Blog more often! Of course :D
10. And Finally... Sleep

So that is what I shall be doing these hols! What will you be doing oh wonderful followers?

My Fans

I might have mentioned before, I forget, that I collect fans. Above is a picture of my collection of 23 foreign, old, colourful and wonderful fans.
It started out with the first fan I got, number 23, from Cyprus. I went on hoiday and got it purely because I was really hot. It broke so I bought another one and then in every place I visited I wanted a souvenir and a fan was ideal.

Number 2 is my smallest fan, it's around about half the size of a regular one and is adorable!
Number 3 is the largest I have and I can only just grab each end with my arms outstretched, possibly this is one of my favourites purely because of the size.
Number 4 and 5 are the oldest at over 40 years old! They were given to me by my boyfriends grandparents who got them from Spain ages ago.
Number 6 is brilliant! From Thailand, this turns into a hat when pulled fully open. When only half open, it's a fan. Woohoo!
Number 7 was a gift when my mum went on holiday to somewhere, can't remember. I am a scorpio and I love mythical things, I have a greek god on one of my shelves so I love this one.
Number 8 was the second fan I bought, also from cyprus.
Number 9 is from Spain, bought on a holiday that was cut short when a disaster occured and one of my relatives was viciously attacked and close to passing away.
Number 10 is from Kettering, a town close to my little village. The woman had labelled everything as "Lovely" so this lovely fan always makes me smile.
Number 11 I have no idea where it came from. It's a mystery to me.
Number 12 as it says on the fan itself, from Ibiza. I loved that holiday, with my sister, dad, uncle and cousin. We just chilled all week.
Number 13 is also a mystery, I have the feeling my mum got me it from her holiday but I am still puzzled as to where she goes on holiday.
Number 14 a gift from a friend who went to Spain. Love the colour.
Number 15 Might be from Gibraltar, I know I bought a fan there I just can't remember which one. I think it's this one.
Number 16 is actually really interesting. It doesn't open to have a flat bottom, just to a V and is a great vivid colour. It's from Vigo which I totally loved, my favourite place.
Number 17 is my absolute favourite. This is from Barcelona and I even bartered for it.
Number 18 actually sits on a stand in my room next to my two parasols. It looks foreign but actually it's from Skegness, my childhood holiday love. I adore it.
Number 19 I bought this purely so I could have a fan to say that I've been to Lisbon. I then looked up what Caras meant and it apparently means "Guys".
Number 20 first fan I bought on my cruise, from Malaga. I just love it, it's so bright and shouty!
Number 21 my mum got me from Lanzerotti, I only remember that because it's a strange name for a country, or whatever it is.
Number 22 is from Livorno, that was a boring day. It was a Sunday and the whole town was asleep.
And of course number 23 is from Cyprus and is what sparked this whole obsession!

Vote for your favourite or just comment on how boring this might have been. XD