My friend and i (it seems i only have one friend the amount i've spoken about mary!) .. but my other friend. Alice Stennett. Well, alice and i, we work together and we often come up with weird things to amuse us as we pass through the lengthy day.
On saturday we came up with fun names for the days of the week relating to food. (we work in a deli)
So, Monday= Manday (not food, but funny if you say it like in a gangsta way)
Tuesday=Cheeseday
Wednesday= Wensliday (as in wenslidale)
Thursday- Thurstday
Friday- Frieday (as in fried egg)
Saturday -saladay
Sunday- sunday ....couldnt think of one
They're a bit shit. but fun. and amusing when you try to prounounce them. seeming as its my favourite day today, i thought i'd blog on cheeseday despite not much to talk about
Had a cracker of a day revising, walked to and from college to shed some more pounds------ magaLUF. can't wait.................................................................................................................
Atleast its incentive to get fit and toned.
eugh talking of fit and toned, i'm going to the gym tomorrow morning at 8am. must get some kip.
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Sunday, 12 June 2011
mothers day
i know it's not mothers day, but i had a 'mothers day' today.
i rarely see her anymore because she's off with her boyfriend. (which sounds weird and young, she has a boyfriend at 48. ew. such wrong terminology. she has a partner, and they're 48.... yes much more acceptable)
so i find myself at home alone quite a lot of the time. sometimes i get saved by Mary, who keeps me company :)
So today, we woke up and i had some lovely bran flakes with yogurt and melon. I did 2 hours of revision. (brain started to hurt and deffo needed a break) so mum and i went to town and had a coffee in Starbucks. we then saw wagamammas as we were walking to the car and decided to have a spot of lunch to try it out. mm very tasty, and apparently only had 450 calories in it. (i looked it up, Lizzie the sad kid.)
then, we went to waitrose to get some more food. (i swear all we ever do is think about food) and we got so distracted by the Tupperware boxes, ended up buying some super cool ones with multi-compartments. tomorrow, i plan to store carrots chopped up, and raisins in the other side. Mum also went a bit nice, and bought me some string and pegs because i said i wanted to decorate my room with photos and she just loaded the trolley with equipment for me. ..... it must have been something in her food.
We then came home, and i did about 3 hours more of solid revision. by this time my head really genuinely did hurt and i was struggling to read out the textbook any more. I decided to go for a run to try and clear my head a bit. It was raining, and when i say raining... i mean heavy, wet, windy, splashy, cold kind of rain, gusting in my face. To make it worse, I've just had a fringe cut in, and when i ran, it just parted and made me have 'curtains' ... wet looking curtains. hope no one spotted it was me. next time I'll wear a paper bag over my head with eye holes cut so i can see where I'm going but avoid curtain appearances.
Felt really good after the run, and then settled down with mum with a bowl of soup, an apple, a small pot of raisins and some grapes for pudding. We watched a film called, 'definitely maybe' and although we thought it would be a bit cliche, it was actually quite good. related back to us, as it was to do with a divorce! (my parents are divorced)
I just tidied my room, and hung my string and pegs up with some old classic photos. Need to get my film camera developed soon, see what disasters I've been snapping.
Revision is the burden of my life at the present time, and i don't want to waste any more time talking about it. I don't even want to mention the subject because I'm meant to be studying it at uni for 4 years commencing September but honestly, i don't think I'm going to be capable of it.
as you can see by the bold aspects of this post, I've been a very busy bee today.
now i must lay my head to rest, bon nuit mes amis
i rarely see her anymore because she's off with her boyfriend. (which sounds weird and young, she has a boyfriend at 48. ew. such wrong terminology. she has a partner, and they're 48.... yes much more acceptable)
so i find myself at home alone quite a lot of the time. sometimes i get saved by Mary, who keeps me company :)
So today, we woke up and i had some lovely bran flakes with yogurt and melon. I did 2 hours of revision. (brain started to hurt and deffo needed a break) so mum and i went to town and had a coffee in Starbucks. we then saw wagamammas as we were walking to the car and decided to have a spot of lunch to try it out. mm very tasty, and apparently only had 450 calories in it. (i looked it up, Lizzie the sad kid.)
then, we went to waitrose to get some more food. (i swear all we ever do is think about food) and we got so distracted by the Tupperware boxes, ended up buying some super cool ones with multi-compartments. tomorrow, i plan to store carrots chopped up, and raisins in the other side. Mum also went a bit nice, and bought me some string and pegs because i said i wanted to decorate my room with photos and she just loaded the trolley with equipment for me. ..... it must have been something in her food.
We then came home, and i did about 3 hours more of solid revision. by this time my head really genuinely did hurt and i was struggling to read out the textbook any more. I decided to go for a run to try and clear my head a bit. It was raining, and when i say raining... i mean heavy, wet, windy, splashy, cold kind of rain, gusting in my face. To make it worse, I've just had a fringe cut in, and when i ran, it just parted and made me have 'curtains' ... wet looking curtains. hope no one spotted it was me. next time I'll wear a paper bag over my head with eye holes cut so i can see where I'm going but avoid curtain appearances.
Felt really good after the run, and then settled down with mum with a bowl of soup, an apple, a small pot of raisins and some grapes for pudding. We watched a film called, 'definitely maybe' and although we thought it would be a bit cliche, it was actually quite good. related back to us, as it was to do with a divorce! (my parents are divorced)
I just tidied my room, and hung my string and pegs up with some old classic photos. Need to get my film camera developed soon, see what disasters I've been snapping.
Revision is the burden of my life at the present time, and i don't want to waste any more time talking about it. I don't even want to mention the subject because I'm meant to be studying it at uni for 4 years commencing September but honestly, i don't think I'm going to be capable of it.
as you can see by the bold aspects of this post, I've been a very busy bee today.
now i must lay my head to rest, bon nuit mes amis
Monday, 30 May 2011
the crumble which didn't crumble
Really have had a productive day of revision.../baking. Baking food is so indescribably satisfying. If revision and baking were not verbs and in actual fact humans, baking would destroy revision until it was lying helpless on the floor.
I decided to invite dear v-mary round to do some revision. She was like 'sure', so she hurried on over in Trav the oblong. We ended up deciding to make lunch before we 'cracked on' and made a delicious pasta salad. It included, pasta (obvs), ham, kidney beans, peas, garlic, parsley, parmesan, olive oil dressing (which nearly blew my head off when i tried it as it was so strong!) mixed it all together, and shabang. We then wanted something sweet, so decided to bake a summer fruits crumble.. Well, it was meant to be easy but we ended up starting the bread crumbs again as ours turned into dough. Bread crumbs, i mean you'd think they'd be easy to make! hell no, they're a dark horse when it comes to complexity. So anyway, we eventually managed to resolve that problem, we also managed to stain the chopping board with blackberry juices and mis-judge the amount of bread crumbs we needed in order to cover the fruits. A quick panic of making up some more crumble and throwing it on top worked marvelously. Must say, with a splodge of ice cream and a cup of tea, we were over the moon.
Also
1.managed to get 2 hours of revision done
2.tidy my room with Mary's moral support of sitting on my bed complaining about my wall destruction
3.watch 'made in chelsea' which mary and i have found a resembling character to an OLD friend of ours. Spencer, is the double! He looks like him, drives the same car, dresses like him, and talks just like him. 'Hun' and 'mate' are two significant examples of words he says where he leaves his tongue at the back of his teeth without finishing the word properly.... what posh people do. (wannabe-posh-people)
Now in bed with the prospect of getting up in exactly 6 hours and 20 minutes. Not long at all-money money money.
Left over pasta salad for lunch, i'm like a kid on Christmas eve, can't wait for it.
Ps My ukulele has arrived, i'm going to get strumming so soon.
I decided to invite dear v-mary round to do some revision. She was like 'sure', so she hurried on over in Trav the oblong. We ended up deciding to make lunch before we 'cracked on' and made a delicious pasta salad. It included, pasta (obvs), ham, kidney beans, peas, garlic, parsley, parmesan, olive oil dressing (which nearly blew my head off when i tried it as it was so strong!) mixed it all together, and shabang. We then wanted something sweet, so decided to bake a summer fruits crumble.. Well, it was meant to be easy but we ended up starting the bread crumbs again as ours turned into dough. Bread crumbs, i mean you'd think they'd be easy to make! hell no, they're a dark horse when it comes to complexity. So anyway, we eventually managed to resolve that problem, we also managed to stain the chopping board with blackberry juices and mis-judge the amount of bread crumbs we needed in order to cover the fruits. A quick panic of making up some more crumble and throwing it on top worked marvelously. Must say, with a splodge of ice cream and a cup of tea, we were over the moon.
Also
1.managed to get 2 hours of revision done
2.tidy my room with Mary's moral support of sitting on my bed complaining about my wall destruction
3.watch 'made in chelsea' which mary and i have found a resembling character to an OLD friend of ours. Spencer, is the double! He looks like him, drives the same car, dresses like him, and talks just like him. 'Hun' and 'mate' are two significant examples of words he says where he leaves his tongue at the back of his teeth without finishing the word properly.... what posh people do. (wannabe-posh-people)
Now in bed with the prospect of getting up in exactly 6 hours and 20 minutes. Not long at all-money money money.
Left over pasta salad for lunch, i'm like a kid on Christmas eve, can't wait for it.
Ps My ukulele has arrived, i'm going to get strumming so soon.
Saturday, 28 May 2011
traditional ma
I've just returned from the meal celebrating my sisters 21st birthday.. with ma. Ma is my grandma but when my oldest cousin was a baby, learning to talk, he couldn't pronounce 'grandma' and it ended up being abbreviated to 'ma' and that's how its been ever since.
Anyway, went out for a meal, and she likes to have a few glasses of the pino. Instead of getting the usual tipsy and slurring the words, ma has a reputation of being quite rude, ignorant and usually emotional as well. (always a joy, never a chore to see her drunk. cough cough) So tonight, she asked me why I'd got into uni to do law if I'd done photography and dance at A level. And rolled her eyes. She doesn't understand.. the typical traditional opinion of academic is the only way to go. In actual fact, i think someone being creative makes them a much more interesting person to know. Everyone i know that does creative a levels/hobbies etc is a much much more worthy person to hang out with and it annoys me how she is so ignorant to the individuality of people. She also told me 'i just think its a very odd choice of subjects and i don't think you made the right choice considering you want to be a lawyer' 1) i don't want to be a lawyer 2) i can justify why i do the subjects i have done with a million reasons. She shook her head at me, and laughed in a patronising, sadistic way roughly 5 times tonight. She also told off my step-mum for saying 'she goes' instead of 'she said' when she was explaining a story about what a lady said.
Got a bit tense over dinner to say the least and I'm glad I'm home away from her and her ridiculous views on how life should be. This has just made me so encouraged to prove her wrong and get really good grades in all my subjects..
Also,
i left my cleaning job yesterday. I didn't think I'd be emotional as I've only been there for a year. But because I've been there every day,seeing the same people every day, i did become all emotional! Especially as i think i have met my perfect man who works there! He is so amazing, he's 24+ (unsure of the age) mind you! And really tall. But he did a law degree (snap) and loves running (snap) and has this just-right sense of humour and charm which will last him a life time! He's just so dreamy. And i had to leave him! And I'll never see him again. And i feel heart-broken! I was trying to think of ways i could track him down now I've left, because now I'm not employed there it wouldn't be unprofessional if we hang out, would it? No. Unfortunately to my dismay, i reckon he has a long term girlfriend, if he doesn't - i don't know why he wouldn't be snapped up straight away. (that's a phrase mum likes to use quite often.) I don't think I'll forget him, in 10 years time i will still be intrigued!
Tomorrow i am going to go to Brighton, after I've hit the gym. In need of some new clothes, a new life, a new guy, and a new body. (importance going in reverse order!)
good night from the un-academic, un-employed, single one.
Anyway, went out for a meal, and she likes to have a few glasses of the pino. Instead of getting the usual tipsy and slurring the words, ma has a reputation of being quite rude, ignorant and usually emotional as well. (always a joy, never a chore to see her drunk. cough cough) So tonight, she asked me why I'd got into uni to do law if I'd done photography and dance at A level. And rolled her eyes. She doesn't understand.. the typical traditional opinion of academic is the only way to go. In actual fact, i think someone being creative makes them a much more interesting person to know. Everyone i know that does creative a levels/hobbies etc is a much much more worthy person to hang out with and it annoys me how she is so ignorant to the individuality of people. She also told me 'i just think its a very odd choice of subjects and i don't think you made the right choice considering you want to be a lawyer' 1) i don't want to be a lawyer 2) i can justify why i do the subjects i have done with a million reasons. She shook her head at me, and laughed in a patronising, sadistic way roughly 5 times tonight. She also told off my step-mum for saying 'she goes' instead of 'she said' when she was explaining a story about what a lady said.
Got a bit tense over dinner to say the least and I'm glad I'm home away from her and her ridiculous views on how life should be. This has just made me so encouraged to prove her wrong and get really good grades in all my subjects..
Also,
i left my cleaning job yesterday. I didn't think I'd be emotional as I've only been there for a year. But because I've been there every day,seeing the same people every day, i did become all emotional! Especially as i think i have met my perfect man who works there! He is so amazing, he's 24+ (unsure of the age) mind you! And really tall. But he did a law degree (snap) and loves running (snap) and has this just-right sense of humour and charm which will last him a life time! He's just so dreamy. And i had to leave him! And I'll never see him again. And i feel heart-broken! I was trying to think of ways i could track him down now I've left, because now I'm not employed there it wouldn't be unprofessional if we hang out, would it? No. Unfortunately to my dismay, i reckon he has a long term girlfriend, if he doesn't - i don't know why he wouldn't be snapped up straight away. (that's a phrase mum likes to use quite often.) I don't think I'll forget him, in 10 years time i will still be intrigued!
Tomorrow i am going to go to Brighton, after I've hit the gym. In need of some new clothes, a new life, a new guy, and a new body. (importance going in reverse order!)
good night from the un-academic, un-employed, single one.
Saturday, 21 May 2011
all sorts of coconuts
I have been so rubbish!
And i can't be bothered to re-blog from the other day when i was meant to talk about my northern adventure.
Instead, I'll sum up my life which is more current than last week.
Was my older soeur's 21st birthday on Tuesday. I did a trick and told her i wasn't coming to her party; instead turned up with my Mary with gifts varying from home-made cards, coconuts, pineapples and builders orange cones. (The latter was once we'd had a few glasses of wine- we went on a hunt for naughty things, and came across this joy!) We also met some very funny people on this walk-a-bout. We sat in the garden most of the night, and chatted to various people, including this one nutter. Actually, she wasn't a nutter, quite the opposite. She nearly made us fall asleep, the convo was so serious for about half an hour.. and because we were sitting down all settled.... we couldn't escape! Imagine the dilemma we faced. In the end, we bottled her, stole her money, wrote 'boring' on her head and ran off.. and that was the end of that......
The next day (Wednesday) we managed to spend unreal amounts on tea and hang-over food. So regretful! Especially as the cafe we were in started to become a bit claustrophobic and we got a bit silly; over tired.
Highlight of my day was going to the library of crawley town. 1) felt good for doing something productive with our day 2)We didn't go to college, so made me feel less guilty but the ultimate highlight was number 3.... 3) the man also in the library (quiet area) who kept clearing his throat every 10 seconds.. we wanted to throttle him.. it was like a grunt, didn't even sound human. I wish i could put a voice recording on this. Very funny, but felt like we should be on one of those tv programs that films peoples reactions to annoying things!
Rest of the week has been a bit of a shambles.. Didn't go to college after Tuesday- simple cba basically. I have started revision finally.. but not getting very far as i get distracted by other things such as bargains on eBay. (guilty pleasure)
I've done no exercise today, and feel horribly obese. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.
10am - work
maybe not
night fellas.
PS i have SO much more i could talk about, its frustrating that my laptop is about to run out of battery
my fingers feel like they could type forever- its almost automatic, I'm not even thinking about it.. shit,, I'm still typing. I'll fall asleep in a minute, or my laptop will die.
---COMPUTER SHUTTING DOWN---
(clever)
And i can't be bothered to re-blog from the other day when i was meant to talk about my northern adventure.
Instead, I'll sum up my life which is more current than last week.
Was my older soeur's 21st birthday on Tuesday. I did a trick and told her i wasn't coming to her party; instead turned up with my Mary with gifts varying from home-made cards, coconuts, pineapples and builders orange cones. (The latter was once we'd had a few glasses of wine- we went on a hunt for naughty things, and came across this joy!) We also met some very funny people on this walk-a-bout. We sat in the garden most of the night, and chatted to various people, including this one nutter. Actually, she wasn't a nutter, quite the opposite. She nearly made us fall asleep, the convo was so serious for about half an hour.. and because we were sitting down all settled.... we couldn't escape! Imagine the dilemma we faced. In the end, we bottled her, stole her money, wrote 'boring' on her head and ran off.. and that was the end of that......
The next day (Wednesday) we managed to spend unreal amounts on tea and hang-over food. So regretful! Especially as the cafe we were in started to become a bit claustrophobic and we got a bit silly; over tired.
Highlight of my day was going to the library of crawley town. 1) felt good for doing something productive with our day 2)We didn't go to college, so made me feel less guilty but the ultimate highlight was number 3.... 3) the man also in the library (quiet area) who kept clearing his throat every 10 seconds.. we wanted to throttle him.. it was like a grunt, didn't even sound human. I wish i could put a voice recording on this. Very funny, but felt like we should be on one of those tv programs that films peoples reactions to annoying things!
Rest of the week has been a bit of a shambles.. Didn't go to college after Tuesday- simple cba basically. I have started revision finally.. but not getting very far as i get distracted by other things such as bargains on eBay. (guilty pleasure)
I've done no exercise today, and feel horribly obese. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.
10am - work
maybe not
night fellas.
PS i have SO much more i could talk about, its frustrating that my laptop is about to run out of battery
my fingers feel like they could type forever- its almost automatic, I'm not even thinking about it.. shit,, I'm still typing. I'll fall asleep in a minute, or my laptop will die.
---COMPUTER SHUTTING DOWN---
(clever)
Sunday, 15 May 2011
Northern adventure
Currently listening to James Blake and meant to be revising, but this music just tempts me too much to start writing a blog. Its perfect writing accompaniment. Also the fact I've stopped revision for blog purposes is justified as i haven't written a blog for a good week.... so here goes
actually i'll come back to this later, cba
actually i'll come back to this later, cba
Saturday, 7 May 2011
Jasminda&me
I am such a loner, with my cat.
That is all. Dear lord, its Saturday night. How excellently awful
That is all. Dear lord, its Saturday night. How excellently awful
Thursday, 5 May 2011
I went to Brighton last night to see a film. All the way to brighton just for a film! It wasn't showing in my local cinema as it was too alternative and the common people wouldn't get it. They only show dumb rom-coms or thrillers at crawely. Anyway, it was well worth it, super interesting film! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LGKzXUWAjnI
I was companioned with a friend called sarah, or in my language, sazzette. We got take away sanis from a little shop called 'Poppy's sandwiches' but i nearly dropped mine which would have been disastrous but i probably would have done the classic 10 second rule, so not that disastrous.
We went to my sisters house party which was R'n'B themed, so i wore my hair in a top notch and wore some Nike trainers. Got right in the party mood. After a few glasses of wine, sarah and i managed to spill far too many secrets, and ended up wearing 3d glasses, a random 'gansta' cap while drinking martini. Where we got all this from, i do not know. Need to do spontaneous stuff more often. And now i'm hyped for uni. If i go. Anyway. We camped out on a mattress and set our alarm for 7.30. 4 hours sleep, ouch... Definitely still drunk in the morning, and i had a lesson at 8.45. So we walked as fast as we could, which wasn't very fast. it was the hungover walk where you try your best to walk normally but you're so sluggish its laughable. We were both in need of some munch, so got some coffee and a croissant each. Made a mess on the train, crumbs everywhere. Trolled into college smelling of smoke and alcohol- excellent
I was companioned with a friend called sarah, or in my language, sazzette. We got take away sanis from a little shop called 'Poppy's sandwiches' but i nearly dropped mine which would have been disastrous but i probably would have done the classic 10 second rule, so not that disastrous.
We went to my sisters house party which was R'n'B themed, so i wore my hair in a top notch and wore some Nike trainers. Got right in the party mood. After a few glasses of wine, sarah and i managed to spill far too many secrets, and ended up wearing 3d glasses, a random 'gansta' cap while drinking martini. Where we got all this from, i do not know. Need to do spontaneous stuff more often. And now i'm hyped for uni. If i go. Anyway. We camped out on a mattress and set our alarm for 7.30. 4 hours sleep, ouch... Definitely still drunk in the morning, and i had a lesson at 8.45. So we walked as fast as we could, which wasn't very fast. it was the hungover walk where you try your best to walk normally but you're so sluggish its laughable. We were both in need of some munch, so got some coffee and a croissant each. Made a mess on the train, crumbs everywhere. Trolled into college smelling of smoke and alcohol- excellent
Sunday, 1 May 2011
Mary Mary quite contrary, lets go 20mph
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| before you read the other text, let me introduce you to mary my marvo m8. You'll understand her weird photo (Which she took on my laptop without telling me) once you read what other weird things she does. |
Mary and I, are becoming extremely bizzare. We started to do weird things like, pause in the middle of a sentence and suck in our spit. I can't really describe it, because we aren't gross, like laddish or anything. But its become a habbit, along with the word 'pet'. Its used averagely 4 times, every..minute. We also broke the record for our oddest evening so far. We bathed together. In bikinis, in my bath. It was basically like having a hot tub, in the house, with out the constant bubbles. Very underated actually. Whos needs to spend money on a fancy outdoor bath, when you've got one built in within the house??...logic alert
Also, our newest favourite game is to go 20 mph, or slower, and be extra cautious with our driving. Indicate at every possible moment, stop at every roundabout..even if there is no car and its 1am. If there are pedestrians or cyclists, you must slow right down, reaching 10mph and simply stare as you crawl by. Feels so superior and fun. And the all must....stay in 2nd gear the whole time. Who would have thought driving slow can have more of an adrealine rush than driving fast? well, not me. And to see the frustration of the car behind is very satisfying. This also gives us a grand occasion to practise our britains got talent trick of the acapella singing duet.
Thursday, 28 April 2011
Wise Children
Today has been a shambles. I was meant to go to college for 8.45, but i overslept. It's okay, i didn't panic, just simply decided i'd miss the lesson, no big deal. I was meant to be 'hanging out' (such an american expression) with a guy. A guy that is good looking and manly (manly is important in my criteria) but, he's not exactly the 'nice' guy. So, we both have used this easter as time for a bit of company, but thats all it is. Anyway, he was meant to be coming round today to help me bake for the ROYAL WEDDING! (woo) Um, sidetracked again.... Where was I? Ah yes, baking. I got worried that it was not a good or sensible idea, so put it off. And baking was boring as a consiqence, and lonely.
On a brighter note, my scones, are tip top! (Jam tarts, not so good- the kind of crispy edge which breaks your tooth kinda Jam tarts) Jamie Oliver wouldn't be impressed, not the most healthy snack in the world, but i reckon i'm excused as its for my royal wedding tea party tomorrow. I'm then going to the reception of the royal wedding for Will and Kate in the evening.Will's my ex-boyfriend. So he kindly invited me..Really kind of him actually, we were together for a while so its just polite really.
Joking honeys. I'm not the ex of Will! mwaha. Don't fret, i'm just dreaming. I'd prefer Harry anyday. He's not as well behaved and thats excellent, especially as he's in the Royal family! Good lad. I'm rambling again. And i'm struggling to see sense as to why i'm writing this blog.. Only my wondering Mary (if anyone) will read it. I guess i'll look back in a few moths and laugh at my ridiculous stories.
Wise Children is my new fave band- 'Absence' and 'You are a poem' are the best.
Phew, thought i was never going to stop writing there.
On a brighter note, my scones, are tip top! (Jam tarts, not so good- the kind of crispy edge which breaks your tooth kinda Jam tarts) Jamie Oliver wouldn't be impressed, not the most healthy snack in the world, but i reckon i'm excused as its for my royal wedding tea party tomorrow. I'm then going to the reception of the royal wedding for Will and Kate in the evening.Will's my ex-boyfriend. So he kindly invited me..Really kind of him actually, we were together for a while so its just polite really.
Joking honeys. I'm not the ex of Will! mwaha. Don't fret, i'm just dreaming. I'd prefer Harry anyday. He's not as well behaved and thats excellent, especially as he's in the Royal family! Good lad. I'm rambling again. And i'm struggling to see sense as to why i'm writing this blog.. Only my wondering Mary (if anyone) will read it. I guess i'll look back in a few moths and laugh at my ridiculous stories.
Wise Children is my new fave band- 'Absence' and 'You are a poem' are the best.
Phew, thought i was never going to stop writing there.
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Monday, 25 April 2011
elephant poo
I know I'm new to this, but I don't want to do the cliche thing of saying 'hello, my name is..' So instead, i'll start by telling you a story.
My mum has been away for 2 1/2 weeks trekkingg in Sri Lanka with her partner (who i'm starting to like, he still seems to boring for mum) Anyway, my sister and i decided it would be an excellent idea to suprise her at the airport like in the film 'love actually'. Obviously not as romantic as that, but still you'd get the jist of some excitement, mum would at least. So we headed to the airport in plenty of time, we definitely did not want to miss her arrival. Despite that making quite a funny story, it didn't happen. So we waited, and waited, checked the arrival board, sat, walked around, got some coffee, checked the arrival board again, waited a bit more.. and finally i saw her. She looked incredibly British with her straw hat attached to her hiking bag, so at that moment i turned around and hid..
only kidding, i loved her even more for wearing her straw hat in the UK. So i shouted (quietly) 'mum!'.. she looked at me, and didn't recognise me.. only until i shouted again, 'MUM!?' .. then she saw us!
Now she's home, and she's been to tesco. i'm so happy, mum & food.
She also bought me a Sri Lankan elephant poo bracelet.... interesting gift choice.
Gosh, didn't think i could write so much. I'll explain the liability lizzie thing another time. As for now, i'm rambler lizzie.
one more thing marielo Gomez, is a saint.
My mum has been away for 2 1/2 weeks trekkingg in Sri Lanka with her partner (who i'm starting to like, he still seems to boring for mum) Anyway, my sister and i decided it would be an excellent idea to suprise her at the airport like in the film 'love actually'. Obviously not as romantic as that, but still you'd get the jist of some excitement, mum would at least. So we headed to the airport in plenty of time, we definitely did not want to miss her arrival. Despite that making quite a funny story, it didn't happen. So we waited, and waited, checked the arrival board, sat, walked around, got some coffee, checked the arrival board again, waited a bit more.. and finally i saw her. She looked incredibly British with her straw hat attached to her hiking bag, so at that moment i turned around and hid..
only kidding, i loved her even more for wearing her straw hat in the UK. So i shouted (quietly) 'mum!'.. she looked at me, and didn't recognise me.. only until i shouted again, 'MUM!?' .. then she saw us!
Now she's home, and she's been to tesco. i'm so happy, mum & food.
She also bought me a Sri Lankan elephant poo bracelet.... interesting gift choice.
Gosh, didn't think i could write so much. I'll explain the liability lizzie thing another time. As for now, i'm rambler lizzie.
one more thing marielo Gomez, is a saint.
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