My Secrets

This morning I woke up, checked my blogs, and had the delight of doing something that I don't often do in the morning. No, not read all of Hexachordal's Beatlesathon on Twitter, though that was fun, it was the chance to read a very very well written blog post by a friend of mine. Caitlin, your blog was amazing and I wish I had the work ethic to sit down and write something as well thought out as that.
If you haven't read Caitlin's blog, or don't follow it, go and read this article, and then follow her -Caitlin's Blog

Today one of my best friends is going to Brazil for Six Weeks with the (Prime Mininster's) Global Fellowship. Good Luck Jess, I'll miss you while you're gone.

Well
Here's my back from Corfu post
Corfu was lovely, nice and hot, great pool, great sea, and on the whole Greek people seem to be massively friendly, and I got two free puddings in the course of the week. Our Rep got fired for people drunk, people got bitten by bugs and mozzies, we all have to hope that the Saga DOESN'T continue, and it poured with rain when I got home.
My sister went to Newquay and got a better tan than me. Nice One.

Goooooood Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning! It is indeed the day after my very last School Gathering. Yes, that's write, it's the morning after Prom.
And I have few things I just wanted to tell all of you, not just the people that read my blog, but people in general, as whole, that might stumble across this in many years to come. Those people will obviously think it's the early(ish) morning ramblings of a girl who desperately needs tea, but due to point number 2, can't get it up to her room very easily.
Here are my words, of wisdom
1. Never make a Youtube Video with the tag 'Feet' or 'Foot'. You will be innundated with Subscribers who are foot fetish channels.
2. It is a testament to how monumentally unfit I am that I woke up with leg cramp at 6 this morning.
3. Heels are Evil. Bad, Bad Heels.
4. Bad Dancing is always fun. Doing the Macarena to all songs is also great.
5. Never set your morning alarm when drunk. I tried to set mine for 10 and it went off at 1.
I think that's it.
Those 5 little knowledge Knuggets are the things that I'm sending you out into the world with.
Also some nice prom pictures

First off, quick apology for the lack of any sort of substantial blog recently. I'd say I've been busy, but to be honest, I haven't. Click Me took a while to do, most of Monday in fact, and if you haven't seen it yet, click on the Youtube picture at the side and then it's my most recent video.

I spent today hunting for Prom related things in the Harlequin in watford, and reading a book about Consumerism not being all it's cracked up to be, two things that clashed rather a lot. This and the fact that it's very very hot, too hot for me and too hot for my cat, made me thing about a few things.

Half the stuff I buy and want, I don't need. Those that know me reasonably well will know that I don't really buy clothes, and spend most of my money on DVDs, CDs, Books and, above all else, food. I spend SO MUCH on food when I'm out. It'll just be a toasted sandwhich and a drink for lunch, but then we'll also get coffee, and I'll get a coke and some crisps, and probably some sweets as well. When there's money in the bank, I'll go to Morries specifically to buy food to snack on, that I really don't need to buy or eat.

Since I've got a job, and bare in mind that I've been in constant work for nearly two years now and will soon start looking for a second job to supplement the pay from my Saturday Job during my gap year, I've noticed something. I go out less now than I did when I was on £15 a month pocket money. I used to go to Watford ALL THE TIME. Town every weekend, Watford at least twice a month, usually buying something. I know the train tickets cos less, but even so.

In an unrelated event that I meant to blog about but never got round to doing, a couple of weeks ago I was in town before work. I'd gone into MnS to get some lunch (spending my money on food again) and when I came out, I stopped to sort my bag out. The Big Issue guy was there and I'd just spent all my change on Lunch. He went 'Big Issue?', the way that Big Issue sellers are wont to do, and I went 'Sorry Mate, no change'. He gave me the FILTHIEST LOOK I have ever received. I just kinda ran/walked away. I know I'm middle class, have lots of money in comparison to some, just did a blog on my very own laptop which was bought for me complaining about lack of money, but I just wanted to turn around and go 'Actually, I think you'll find I've raised probably over £200 for Charity, and I am VERY sorry that none of it has gone to you, and if I had change I would have bought a Big Issue but I DON'T'

End of Rant/Blog