Day 9: matchstick villages

I am in such a good mood today. Actually I think I'm so happy I might actually be sick, graphic I know, but it's how I feel. The amount of sugar I've consumed today probably isn't helping either. So I went into town and to go and meet my friend. Just to clarify, this is my newly made friend when I spontaneously handed my number to him at the till of Mcdonalds.

I'm astounded at how similar we are. Considering it was such a random encounter I find it absolutely crazy. If I'm quite honest I'm still getting over the amount of adrenaline from Fridays antics. The day started of to a bit of shopping, mainly buying things for his camping expedition... as you do...

Following on from the exhaustion and stress of shopping, we dragged ourselves to the Park of Avenham. Upon arrival at the park, It was decided that we ought to make a fort out of matchsticks...

We did attempt to light it, however it was quite windy much to our dismay... Oh well, it was fun while it lasted! 

Day 8: please don't eat me...

Well, today I'm sorry to inform you all I have done absolutely fuck all, despite the weather being absolutely glorious. But I did get some reading done, which is always good, seeing as I never have any time to do so. My tans been topped up (slightly). I think the most off putting thing was though, whilst trying my hardest to sit in the garden and read, I was being ferociously attacked by bugs and insects and various other small living things that crawl over your legs.

 

Although I was much relieved when my mother saved me from the jungle back garden and whisked me off to Tesco's to purchase bikinis. Was quite productive, yet traumatic experience. As shopping with my mother usually is. She'd pick up one, I wouldn't like it, I'd pick up one, she wouldn't like it and so on. Eventually a decision was made as to which ones... They happened to be identical in shape, one had pink polka dots the other had white stripes. Dontcha' just love variety?

Day 7: I need a pen and paper

Well after days of feeling like absolute rubbish I feel so much better! Although the morning was a bit of a rough start my day improved from there. Hopped on the train to Preston where I wasn't asked for a ticket, which in all I saved £2.40! Met up with my two friends and walked around Town for a bit.

This is the part that kills me. Where I wished I hadn't been such a lazy little shit and remembered to bring my camera with me. Some pure genius had created a ping pong table out of a Marks&Spencer shopping trolley, a wooden board and a plank of wood. Tracey Emin, your bed has nothing on that shit.

To add to that, I had this absurd amount of energy to be used up. Not the kind of energy people have before they go out running, more the sort of energy before you go on a roller coaster. Before adrenaline. Not sure what to do with that energy I went into the nearest Mcdonalds and ordered this milkshake... If I'm honest, the milkshake tasted horrible... But the guy serving me at the till, well he was far from horrible...

So, being the stupid and reckless blonde-with-a-blue-fringe I am, I walked outside and notified my friend that I was determined to give him my number... So, with friends in tow, we marched off to the local library in search of a pen and paper... The most ironic thing was that the paper I asked for was phone number size which was brilliant. And back to Maccies we went, got in the cue and bought a Mcflurry for my friend, and whilst he was making it I casually slipped my number next to the till... You know, being the smooth bastard I am.

I wasn't actually expecting a text back, after all it was a rather spontaneous thing to do, but at 6:50pm I received a text! Pretty much made my night. :)

Day 6: 18p lemonade...

Well today was bearable, although I was literally dragged from my bed by my mother to go and take the dog for a walk along the coast. I don't quite see the reason why we had to make a 20 minute drive to take the dog for a walk, but yet again she bribed me with cake. I swear I'm going to gain so much weight by the end of the summer...

By the time I got back, I felt completely exhausted. I'm not sure how taking my dog for a half an hour walk could tire me out but somehow it did... It seemed even lying down and watching the 5th series of skins was difficult... Actually, considering how terrible it is, that's hardly surprising...

Then. Out of the blue, a tiny little facebook chat message read "Come out?" so being me and always trying to find things to do just so I can attempt to write about them and make them seem in the slightest interesting, I ventured out into craptown. Generally there's nothing to do, so the obvious option would be to explore the local supermarket and see what i could buy for a glorious 34p. And as a result, I made a tasty little purchase of...

That's right. Value lemonade. I didn't dare check what ingredients there was in there, but for all I know, its most likely nuclear waste. (Actually its probably fine, but I couldn't get over how cheap it was, surely there was something wrong there...) Awkwardly enough, I had to get my friend to open the bottle... I found it almost impossible to do.

Also, I'm definitely starting to improve my social circle, as I've finally met my friend properly after talking to him for a while on facebook. It sounds dodgy but it's ok because I knew who he was before we started talking on facebook. So its all good, 100% legit.

Day 5: happy bad mood day

After receiving unpleasant news a couple of days ago, I'd been trying to fight it and stay happy and not let it get me down. For the most part of today, I was completely fine, then I went into Preston and my mood dropped relatively quickly. It's funny how one person can make you feel so shit...

However, I'm pleased to say that due to having friends that are good enough to pay attention to how your feeling and your situation, who then have the ability to make you feel so much better than what you are feeling is just the most reassuring thing in the world. Forget comfort eating, or even sitting at home in bed and crying.

Unfortunately, today I am unable to provide a picture because quite frankly I decided not to take my camera out with me because of my bad mood and did not feel like it.

There was one good thing out of today though, I can say that I've turned an acquaintance into a friend who now I could probably talk to near enough anything about. Hopefully things will stay this way all summer :)

Day 4: blue hair feeling blue

I was most certainly not feeling in the best of moods today. Everything seemed like it was falling to shit and I couldn't do anything about it. I felt so completely bored... The whole point of writing this blog would be to stop me from getting bored, but whats the point of writing it if I have nothing exactly to write about?

Aside from that, I've dyed my hair a purple colour. It is supposed to be purple... although on pictures it looks blue. I do rather quite like it actually, makes a good change from just having it one boring blonde colour. I used to dye my hair so much and to go for so long with it just being one monotonous colour (if a colour can be monotonous). It did cheer me up quite a bit actually.

But what cheered me up more was seeing people I hadn't seen in months. Where I live, there used to be quite a big group of us (by that I mean the group of my friends), then slowly people started moving away and we all became distant to each other. There's still a few of us left, so we all decided to meet up for a couple of hours. Most of those hours were actually spent on peoples doorsteps persuading the person to come out, seems boring, but it passes the time. And often the conversations that are produced by that are entertaining in itself. :)

Day 3: Catching up

Hurrah! Today was certainly more eventful than the past two. It started off with a shopping trip which turned into a large disagreement with myself and my mother. We've never exactly had the same ideas about things, so disagreeing with her is something that crops up on a daily basis. She's so much more stressed out about little things than I am. Whether that's a result of past experiences or just the way she is, it does tend to get me down.
However, after having a little "performance" outside of "new look" we patched things up over cake. Cake, I swear it solves everything.

Later in the day, I journeyed out into the city of Preston, which just so happens to be the city closest to where I live and pretty much the social core of my life. Recently, my friend moved to his dads, which just so happened to be in Preston. This made quite a change in my life, as, for the past two years I'd walked to school with him every single morning. So from being someone I saw everyday, I see him every couple of weeks. Today was the first time I'd seen him in near enough 4 weeks.

Seeing him today was such a relief, I can relate to next to anything he says, obviously we have our differences and disagreements, but that's what makes us friends. He's like my brother practically, he knows everything about me, I know everything about him. And it's crazy how someone can go from being so close to so distant within a few weeks.

Looking like complete mongs but hey! :D

 He's not the only person that I've become more distant from either, my best friend, Charlotte moved away just under a year ago. She lives a Two hour train ride away and have only seen her 6 times since she moved. And the last meeting with her was a short and silent one... I'm going to go see her hopefully in the coming weeks as I'm desperate to make amends with her after her last visit which ended so abruptly.

So I suppose I have a large amount of catching up and keeping up to do!

Day 2: Angry beads

Well today you could say was just as uneventful as yesterday, I was in bed for most of the morning, before being dragged out to my friend's house to sit there all afternoon watching them play x-box ALL afternoon. I'm not sure what game it was but it mainly consisted of crappy quests and magic powers.
So I sat there all afternoon being miserable with my cold and just generally feeling robbed of my own bed.

When I got home, instead of going to bed, I took out my box of beads and started to make bracelets. Sounds kind of silly and childish, but I promise you it is the single most therapeutic thing to do ever.

Whether your angry, happy, frustrated or nervous. Its like bracelet you make can symbolize how your feeling, depending on what beads your using. So, for example if you were angry you could make a bracelet with red beads, or if you were calm, you could make one out of blue beads.

After a while, you end up with some pretty neat bracelets. And I suppose if bracelets aren't your kind of thing you could always make, keyrings, ear-rings, necklaces, etc. So what might turn out to be a bad day, could turn into a productive day :)

Day1: this is not a matter of hayfever...

It is the first day of my summer, and therefore, time for my first post! Whilst being happy that I don't have to go back to the nazi institute school for another 6 weeks, I'm feeling like death due to a cold D; What i thought was hay-fever yesterday, turned out to be a collection of unpleasant cold symptoms.

So on the first day of the summer, whilst the sun has been shining outside, I've been in bed, writing the first entry for my blog attempt whilst drinking copious amounts of water, using packet after packet of looney tunes tissues and swallowing pills every 4 hours.

And to add to my torment, the sound of the ice cream van drifts past my window as I type. This is most definitely not my day today...