I have had all afternoon to get ready for the party tonight.
so naturally, with an hour before i leave the house, I have just started.
July 2010
My sister and her friends are singing "The Climb" at the top of their 7 year old voices.
its driving me insane.
So my mum decided the best time for a long heart to heart about my life and whether i am going back to Uni was between 1 and 3am on a night where i have to be awake by 8.30am
she hasn’t asked me anything about it in the two months i have been home.
I’m not entirely sure what we concluded either.
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7 year old sister and her friend playing with lego
*CRASH*
Me: did your tower fall over?
Sister: yeah, we’re not upset though.
Me: why not?
Sister: we knocked it over.
Me: why? you just spent half an hour building it
Both of them: we felt like destroying things. *creepy kid laugh*
FYI, i hate hate hate clothes shopping.
in all honesty i shouldn’t have left it till the day before the party to find something to wear but that’s the type of person i am.
i am also the type of person who is either wearing jeans or pyjamas 99% of the time.
also, its been raining all day making it even less fun.
Still funny because it's true.
- Cara: "I'd love to go to Bingo one day..."
- Jamie: "Is that so you can shout House?
- Jamie: He's in and out like a yo-yo!
- Cara: They go up and down.
- Jamie: Okay, he's in and out like...like...like a whore.
- Cara: They also go up and down.
Cara, RE: Jamie.
- You're like a shitty support band. You're there, but no-one really cares.
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