Scotland Holiday!

Sorry Internet!

I know I haven't been posting lately, but that's because I'm in Scotland!

Yep. And that means cold, wet and windy......woo

Anyway! I'm up here visiting my sister at St Andrews. St A is awesome! There are a tonne of awesome people and awesome traditions and some pretty awesome societies. Like the AIR~BENDER SOCIETY!! Oh yes, you read that correctly. I suggested a flash mob but they didn't go for it....awks!

But where we're staying, the sea is right on our door step so there's so connection or wifi. This explains why I'm sitting on the grass up the road :D But the cottage we're staying in is SUPER cosy!

But note to self, never watch "World War Z" (AWESOME FILM!) In the dark where there's  gap in the curtains...yeah...i had many panick attacks and nervous episodes while watching this film... :D

We're also on the road of the best fish and chip shop in the world!!!! or the UK atleast :P Aaand i found the most pristine, big and fully working crab claw!!!!!!!! :D My dogs Heidi and Bailey also came with us. Bailey is the small white one :)

And now it's started to rain...well...the sun was nice while it lasted :P

Here are some pictures!
Enjoy!

The Awkward Moment When...

The laptop's track-pad doesn't pick up your finger but it picks up my orange when it rolls across....

"I don't know either" moment

Tip Of The Day...

I think the biggest tip anyone can give anyone is not to be a dinosaur, and this is why...

Why be a dinosaur when you could be 

Nutella!!

The Awkward Moment When...

...You're talking to your crush and you don't want to look stupid so you nod along to what they're saying even though you have no idea what they're talking about or what it means.

This goes on for about  a minute until he asks you a question about it....damn

Facepalm Moment

Saturday Night Grooving

Hello Internet!

Just a heads up! Every Saturday I will be posting a baby playlist for different moods every weekend...Until i run out because then i will go round again!! Kinda like a carousel...but with better music :D

Also!

Friday to Sunday, I won't be posting anything (sad face) as I am off on D of E! And if you don't know what that is, it's a lot of walking, a lot of mud, a lot of hills and a lot of fun! So I'll be saying so long tomorrow for a few days. Wish me luck!! :P

And yes, that is a Mickey Mouse hand! :P

Remember When It Rained #3

I was in such a state of shock I didn’t know what to do. I looked around me and on the sofa to see if Matt had passed out last night, he must’ve taken himself off to bed as the only thing he left behind as his ass print on the cushion and an empty beer can. I then checked his room but he wasn’t there either. I didn’t mind though, he’s always getting in the way when I want to be alone, so I grabbed the letter shut myself in my bedroom and threw myself onto the bed with the letter falling delicately onto the bed in front of me as it flew out of my hand.

I opened it as carefully as I could. I kept on thinking to myself, this couldn’t be it. Could it? After all these years she’s finally found me? I took the letter out of the envelope, and slowly opened it. I was so excited, crying almost. My emotions were running wild within me I didn’t really know what to feel, happy? Sad? Everything kind of flooded in at once. I started to read.

Josh,

I hope this is you. I’ve been trying to find you for years…I’ve missed you.

I know what you’re thinking, could that have really of been me last night? Yes, it was me. I’ve basically hit rock bottom, I’ve lost my job, my friends, my money…my life, and now I’m living in the gutter. Sometimes literally.

When I saw you last night I felt hope. I haven’t stopped thinking about you, I felt terrible for leaving all those years ago but now that my grandmother has ‘gone’ recently, I feel like I’m somehow free. Like there’s no one to pull me back. Although this also means there’s no one to save me.

If this is you Josh, I wondered if we could talk. I will get myself cleaned up and explain everything to you, I just want you to understand. If you do, come to the local park, central park, at around 6pm. You’ll know where it is, it’s hard to miss. I hope to see you there.

Grace x

I was speechless, yet I still managed to get ready in a flash even though the letter said 6pm. Once I’d tugged everything on after falling over a few times as well, I slowly walked to my desk chair, plonked myself down and just looked out the window. The day seemed so calm with not a cloud in site, almost unreal with the events of last night.

A few minutes later the phone broke the silence, which was strange because that’s what Matt usually does. However, it surprised me to hear it was actually the police on the phone!

It was about Matt.

“Is this a Mr Josh I am talking to?” queried the policeman.

“Umm, yes. Is there anything I can help you with officer?” I began to get worried,

“Actually yes…but you better be sitting down. I have some bad news for you”

The policeman and I talked for a while, he told me that Matt had gotten hit by a car while drunk. I got so angry! Angry and sad, I couldn’t believe I thought nothing of it when I came home, guilt filled my body like a virus. I wanted to cry but I couldn’t, but I remembered what Matt always used to say, Crying is a wuss’ reaction to life. So I gladly kept it in.

Could I even go to meet ‘Grace’ tonight? I didn’t know what I was going to do.

Remember When It Rained #2

I can’t really complain, I have a home, I have friends, I have a family and I have my imagination. That’s all you really need isn’t it?

“You’re daydreaming about her aren’t you?” Sighed Matt.

“Just leave me alone, I don’t know why I can’t get her out of my mind! I haven’t seen her in years…I can’t be in love…can I? … God I need to clear my head, I’m going for a walk in the rain” I pulled out my chair and kicked it under the desk.

“Ah, like a true Romeo” said Matt, you could sense he was making fun of me, but I just let it go. He’d only get beer on the sofa if I shoved him.

…

I’d managed to get down the ground floor without slipping on the wet trail of footprints of people scurrying up and down the stairs. Before getting outside and only just remembering I forgot my umbrella…oh well. I must’ve been outside for hours just walking and thinking. It’s amazing how much of the small details you remember when reminiscing, but also of the big chunks you miss. Days and weeks of blank memory, the only memories I could have to remember Grace by.

I finally made the decision to get back to my apartment. I wanted to get home before Matt passed out from alcohol, the image didn’t entirely appeal to me so I thought it best to hurry my footsteps. I passed an alley on the way and I heard some strange noises. I carried on. It was only until I heard a loud crash, like pots and pans falling out of a cupboard, when I got worried. So I retraced my steps and peered into the darkness. Everything seemed quiet now. It was 7:00 after all, and the rain was still hammering down so I couldn’t imagine anyone being out right now.

“Is anyone there?...” no answer.

“Hello?”

“Get out of here mate, you’re not wanted” A dusty, grey man stepped out of the shadows from behind a dumpster. “did you not hear me?”

I inched backwards sensing something wasn’t right. The man had a woollen hat, torn clothes and a cut on his face, like he’d been in a struggle of some sort. Another crash came from where he had emerged from and he rushed back. I managed to hear him whispering something over the fat rain drops on the metal sheets that had fallen down not long before.

“Don’t say anything, keep your mouth shut, and keep those legs still. Then, and only then, nothing will happen”

Not thinking, I rushed forwards to where the man was standing and saw a girl, around my age maybe a bit younger, with fair, knotted, blonde hair a ripped skirt, a soiled blouse and broken heels. Her face looked battered and bruised and she was trying not to cry. I just knew it. But before I could say anything I was on the floor with a throbbing pain in my temple. All I saw then was a dark figure running away through the puddles as I lay there. Helpless, with my head in a puddle as the rain was falling all around, relentless to stop.

…

I finally woke up with my head looking up at the sky. It had stopped raining but it was still night, the stars were shining so brightly.

“Are you okay?” A soft voice, a warm, comforting voice questioned me and I was opening my eyes, recovering from the blow. I didn’t reply to the strange voice, instead I concentrated on sitting up, and standing up. I almost fell but she helped me so I could lean on the dumpster. I looked at her properly now, she was the woman I saw last night! Except now I could see her more clearly, she had a red ribbon in her hair, tied into a bow and…she was, well, beautiful. I completely forgot about Grace. It was very battered, probably from what she had encountered before. I managed to whisper out a thanks. She didn’t really say much, but somehow she looked familiar? But I just took that as a result of my concussion I thought I had.

After a while of awkward silence I said I better be on my way. So we parted and I stumbled back to my apartment, taking the lift this time. I instantly went to my bed not thinking about checking on Matt. All I had on my mind was that woman, and sleep.

…

I woke up at 6:00 after only a few hours sleep, still feeling like I had a hangover. I went to check to see if there was any mail even though it never usually comes until 9:00. I opened the door and saw something I never thought to ever see again.

A pristine red envelope, with no ink splodge or crease to be seen. And only one word on the front. Josh. And beside it? A battered red ribbon…