My Holidays So Far

Was going to be a my day post but no doubt I'll do a diary thing where I jump back and forth through days and things.

Well the other day... Sunday, Fungi, my darling Him, came over. We mainly played on Sims 3 and I am totally addicted now. The two of us are on there and are living together with four kids, lots of dying plants and still no wedding. It's rather funny. I accidentily killed Him once but I went back to the last save and all was well. Wouldn't it be awesome if you could do that in everyday life? AAA I'm embarassed, CTRL + Z. That's better, avoid tripping on curb and all is well! I guess it would get annoyed, you'd get someone propose and keep rewinding until you said yes, you'd never move on with life.

TANGENT OVER.

I've been working diligently on my revision. I'm over halfway through in Philosophy, two thirds in Bio and Psych and getting started on English Language. You can't really revise that I suppose, but I try. I just wanted to brag.
I was feeling really restless earlier when I woke up and feeling podgy. (In the holidays I barely move and overeat so tend to slam on weight like crazy, between year 11 and 12 I gained a stone. It was stupid.) So I went for a jog.

No, really. I really went for a jog. It was nice actually, despite the fact I can only run in three minute bursts and I have to stop after about 15 minutes out. I took the route through the old park I used to hang about in, past my old house then looped round through the jitty (which is an alleyway to all you posh readers) and back through past an old friends house. I see going out as an opportunity to go down memory lane so I tend to haunt the same places.

Frodo has stolen my love Thin One and Fungi and taken them captive in a static caravan in great yarmouth! Aka, they've gone on holiday. Luckily, Thin One has a dongle! (Suspect giggle...) So I could talk to them via webcams so I felt in on the action. Mostly it was Fungi complaining about Frodo's farts and background noises of halo but it was still nice to talk to my babe while he's away. He's over again on thursday, but in the meantime I'm going to revise and then shopping with Goldilocks tommorow. Which I still need to organise.

I watched Bride Wars this morning, made me sad because I don't have a best girl friend. Not one where it is mutual anyway. I have many really good friends but if I asked them who was their best friend I have no doubt that they woud say someone elses name. I wish that I had one really good childhood friend that would stick with me and go where I go in life... :'(

Ah well, I have lots of really good friends and a sense of close knit family ( be it with those odd uncle and aunties that we all wish we could get rid of) and there aren't many people that can say that.

So overall life is going pretty well. I guess I should have called this an update,  but I would have to scroll back up to do that and you don't know the extent of my laziness. :) CIAO

In Love

I am beginning to very tentatively admit to myself that I may be in love, again.

My belly aches -  they are on holiday. :(

My Day - Episode Twenty Six

Well this morning I woke up completely nervous. I knew that pain-tballing, (no that was not accidental, emphasis on the PAIN) later so then I was absolutely kacking myself. Literally I was in and out of the bathroom with nerves.

So I got up, weighed myself and I was under eight stone weirdly. I think I managed to worry away four pounds during the night. Don't worry guys, I put it back on in chilli, rice and chocolate. I got breakfast, egg and gammon, and then washed the dishes, generally did things that would put off having to think about people shooting me.

Then C gave me a lift and picked up Goldilocks then we went to P.Diddys. FUNNIEST PART OF THE DAY!
As I was getting out the car my jumped got trapped in the door and C started driving off with my attached and I had to do that thing where you chase it and shout, whilst running to keep up with the accelerating car. Apparently when I finally got her to stop she had to stop driving after she left again because she was laughing too hard to drive. It was BRILLIANT!

Then we went paintballing and it was not that bad, I really enjoyed it.

Blah blah blah.

End of story. Goodnight

A Baby Update

Don't get confused. This is not an update on the status of my baby. It's a small update on my life, just thought I needed to clear that up.

So, I'm motherless and step-father-thingless for two weeks as they have gone off to Florida for a fortnight. It's alright though, she's stocked us up on food and left notes around the house to remind us of things that need to be done like locking doors. Which I have not done... I'll get there. I'm going to stay with my dad for the first week of the holidays so I'm not too phased, little bit afraid to leave my sissy alone in the house for a week. She will actually turn into a nocturnal hermit crab.



In that time though I will be revising, shopping and spending time with friends and the dada. So it's not all bad. I'm feeling vaguely confident about the exams as I'm well into my two struggling subjects so it's not unfeasible to actually get a good grade.


One of my teachers emailed my tutor to say that me and Him are too 'amorous' in lessons and it was disrupting and distracting so we had to stop. So as a test (I do love my little self tests) I told Him to not touch me affectionately for the whole day, well almost. So he did and then the hug at the buses felt amazing. :D Annoying though that I couldn't remind him I was there with a small touch if he was busy. Grr. Worth it though, we will be cutting back on the amorousness to let you know.

Other than that, all is well. I'm fit and healthy apart from crippling pains in odd and stupid places.

Colour

I love having a bold colour to decide my mood for the day. As you may notice, I wear red a lot.
Red is good, it's emotional and eccentric. Bold, brash and attention seeking. You can't ignore red. It gives me the confidence to do what I like.

Yellow is a sturdy happy colour but it's also the colour of stress so I can't wear a lot of it. It gives me headaches in large doses. Hence why yellow underwear is best.

Pink is too cute and sweet, I find myself acting like a child with it on. Even today everyone simultaneously 'awwed' me when I got upset at swallowing my mint whole. Douche. But it's kind of nice to be childish and sweet and not mind. Today was a pink day.

Blue is shy and calm, predictable in a way. This is good sometimes, good for exams or unfamiliar situations. Bedrooms are good in blue.

Purple is royal and an understated confidence. It's a quiet confidence that whispers encouragement and reassurance. Nice for parties, not too shouty but still a pretty gorgeous colour.

Orange is angry and I don't like it. Mainly because it doesnt suit me. I don't suit angry. 

Green is calm I suppose. I'm not sure about green. I know that's it natural and easy, approachable. Maybe if I was trying to make friends I'd be in green.

White is risky but sexy. It's a summer colour of course and in my mind it's incredibly warm, not cold like most think. I wear this when I have a tan...which I don't. So it's not a huge part unless it has an accompanying colour. It's easily overpowered see.

Then there's trusty black. The stable, safe black. Flattering and slinky, I wear it almost every day. It's the palette I paint my mood of colours on. Like my chalkboard.

Reliving the Good Old Days

One of the best ways to make you happy and to make you sad.

I have my old diaries, letters, a memory box and two scrapbooks as well as countless photo albums. I keep practically everything meaningful. And that's just the physical stuff. I love discovering old songs that you can flick through and remember when you last heard it and what you were doing.

But that's a bit of a sidetrack. Recently I've been getting happier. More good grades coming back in English Lang. My other blog has had...20 visitors with 47 pageviews today so far which is a new record for me. :) Probably due to the fact I posted on a very touchy subject that was a bit taboo. Friends are awesome, angry at Stag because he blurted a load of personal shit when he had absolutely no right. Family is awesome, mum and N are going to Florida soon so we get two weeks without them. But for one I'm going to my dads so that'll be okay. I need to ring him actually.

Other than that, totally cool!

Alice in Wonderland

I'm really obsessed with this. Like within one day I'll think about Alice in Wonderland probably like three times. I love the idea of having your own personal world to retreat to with crazy creatures and stories and everything being insane but making total sense.

I love the book. I have special edition books and also a pop-up one and a jigsaw one which is awesome. I want my own personal Cheshire cat. My favourite character by the way. In both films and the books. Oh and I want to dress and look like Alice. The old Alice. She was so young and naive but totally stuck out like a sore thumb in the real world.

I swear I enter my own haven on a daily basis. It's alot whiter than this world I know that. In my dreams nothing is grey, it's white or bright or black. No grey or beige. Why would anyone want a half-way undecided colour? Make your mind up, are you black or white? Are you orange or pink? Are you blue or purple? Of course there are such colours as Blurple and Orink.

I should sleep, I have to get up before I even close my eyes.