I get tired and stroppy and cry when I fall over

When I started up this blog, I saw 18 as old.

I thought I was heading directly towards adulthood,

yeah, sure, why not?

I definitely wasn't, i'm definitely still not.

When do you become an adult anyway?

How do you know?

It's my last week as an 'official 18 year old adolescent'

and yes, I work full time,

I live by myself...

I pay for my own food.

I make my own doctors and dentist appointments.

But I still call my mother, 'mummy'

I still have a cuddly toy

(his name is Target, he has a hairy chest, 3 legs and wears a frown)

I get tired and stroppy and cry when I fall over

and I'm hopelessly disorganised and forgetful.

I can't cook.

Maybe this is why I'm taking a gap year... I should probably grow up...

But maybe I should have as much fun as I possibly can

before that happens.

Happy Blogging

p.s. that's right, the rounded edges are back

Square

I feel

that since this is a blog I use to document my life's events,

I should tell you all about my work.

What it is that I do...

How I feel about it

etc etc.

If I hadn't been verbally and physically abused every time the word

FILING

came out of my mouth tonight,

maybe I would have.

But I don't want you to hate me too...

So instead I shall update you on a few of the fun things in life.

Site Seeing.. at home.

The day before P left, we went to ye old Gorey Castle and took a look around.

Was nice.

Then P left

and Jersey Live happened.

Pre drinking at 12pm

leads to bad things

and great things.

That classic annual photograph

A not so classic photo, love it

Trendy

Quick and the Dead

Groooooove Amarda

(fuck, they're amazing)

Was a good weekend.

It was also the catalyst to one of the most depressive weeks I've ever known

but life has fixed itself a little since then.

Now, I know you're wondering about the square photos.

Photobucket and I have had a falling out...

(you must have noted the lack of photos in the rest of my blog)

that means no more beautiful rounded edges.

No more charm.

I'll get over it soon

and my fun lovin' side should return.

But 'till then,

Chao,

Happy Blogging

We both needed the holiday, I think

Hola amigos!

In my depressive state, I forgot to mention something pretty significant.

Spain.

...You know I mentioned my sister going to Uni abroad?

Well I went with her.

Casual, I know.

We set off last week (mother, sister and I)

on a mission.

Jersey -flight- London -flight- Madrid -train- Casares

Mission indeed.

(more of a mission returning home with a crazy mother spending the rest of her money on lottery tickets and forgetting the time difference, making us think we were going to miss our flight home, when in reality we should have been twiddling our thumbs for an hour)

Ahem.

...You know I told you my camera was broken?

Well it has been resurrected,

(Yes, just like Jebus)

I just turned it on when I got home

Et Voila!!! HUZZAH!

We both needed the holiday, I think.

Other news includes

• Some friends began Uni and are loving their time!! (very jealous)
• I start work tomorrow
• Sister gave me an early birthday present - DianaF+ (shall explain soon, eeee)
• Can't upload photos because I have no NEW ones
• Oh, wait, that was a lie, here you go.

P and I at a party the night before he left...

Thank god for skype.

Right, having an early night.

Got work tomorrow after all.. Eurgghhh...

Buenas noches mi amor!

P.S. You may have noticed my blog, which mainly consists of my photographs,

has no photographs on it anymore.

Must sort that out.

GAH

- Under some serious reconstruction.

One Can Only Imagine

The boy left for uni saturday morning.

Tomorrow, sister leaves for uni abroad.

Friends are heading their separate ways over the next few weeks.

Weather's shit.

Full time job just around the corner.

And the worst of it is..

argh

it is literally painful to type..

my camera is broken.

I'm feeling deflated and so sad.

I think it's the anti-climax.

Jersey Live - that festival I mentioned a while ago?

well it was this weekend

and it was awesome

(despite somebody pouring vodka on my camera)

but it's over now

time for people to move on.

But I don't want summer to end and people to leave!

I know there's lots of new beginnings

(i'm sure I can scrape together some money to get the cam fixed

or buy a new one?)

but still...

nobody

likes

change

(I have a special bond with that inappropriately big camera)

Sigh,

it's going to be a long night.

In my desperate attempt to cheer up

I went rummaging through my Iphoto

and found these bad boys

from a party I went to last year.

And now i'm thinking to myself...

'Nothing i'm feeling now could match how these guys must have felt when they took that first glimpse of realisation

trying to figure out

where they are

and what the fuck they're doing on the floor

or why they might be holding several thousand beer bottles

or even why they are looking like a lady

or maybe even why there is a boot on the face.'

One can only imagine......

Or not?

I have been backwards and forward on whether to show this to you or not..

but here it is.

(Yes, that is brioche i'm clutching in my fist)

(and Yes, I did pass out at 10pm)

(and finally Yes, I did get up at 6am to take photos of the unconscious,

making it out as though I had been apart of the amazing night)

It's strange how much happier I feel.

hehehe

Happy Blogging