Yes, I am late to post yet again. My only excuse is that I didn't choose the procrastination life, the procrastination life chose me. I am here, on the other side of your phone screen, (or if you're really spoiling yourself, your computer) to tell you about my most recent trip to a dark, scary place. … Continue reading What is wrong with Southerners?
I come to you today with both good news, and bad news. The good news is: I have handed in two of my biggest assignments, and have a month to focus on my novel that will probably never be finished. The bad news is: I have handed in two of my biggest assignments. This means … Continue reading Home is where the mayhem is…
Guess what guys? I am now officially 22, which means my bones are clicking and my hair is turning grey. Okay, so I'm lying about that, but I am struggling to get out of bed. Though truthfully, I think it's due to the bitter winter mornings that have made a sudden appearance, but it could … Continue reading Puzzles, Garlic Bread and Surprise Parties
Okay, first thing's first: Yes, I haven't written anything in like two weeks. Yes, I am ashamed. And yes, it will happen again. I could make plenty of excuses as to why I Hobbit-holed myself (Well, I am never saying that again.) But the truth is that I'm lazy and up until now, I've done well … Continue reading Simon says: ‘You’ll never escape.’
So, I'm writing this in the back of Ian's Dad's car, which is good news as it means I haven't pucked and been banned from it forever. The south was great, and I discovered I'm a bad person because I desperately want Ian to inherite his grandparent's house. They have many rooms, a lovely garden … Continue reading Swimming, Assassinations and Ice Cream
It has been another blazing week since I last wrote, and people have been enjoying the heat in traditional ways, with BBQ's and beach visits. I, however, spent my day off paying to be locked in a room with my brother and boyfriend. That's right folks, my little brother, who is actually a teenager and … Continue reading Toasties and… torture?