as me and Daisy and Scott are ambling off to mosey round London and scare innocent passers by with our amazing wit, i thought it best to try and find my oyster card so i could trudle round on the underground rather happily, although i have to put some money on it first i think :\ but yeah, so i thought i would make an effort to find it. especially because i'm going to London in august as well.
so there i was, with my candle basket, my dressing table draw, and my bedside table draw all upturned on my bed and i was sifting through the junk i've managed to hoard over the years, and decided that i should take a break and go and lob some clothes in the laundry basket, so off i did trundle with an armful of clothes. soon to be joined by all my bedding. my mom's going to have fun washing that lot, i will help her of course (: i'm not a completely terrible daughter. i am attempting to get a job as well and she knows it ! but anyway. as i was struggling out my door, i noticed a yellow sliver in my pot of junk that contains everything from cards with hair appointments on them, to my house keys.
when i came back i plucked it out, and low and behold it was my oyster card in an incredibly attractive IKEA cover. i didn't exactly want the IKEA cover, but it came in it so i'm living with it (: so yes ! Rozz has been a twit once more and is now sitting in the only bare patch of her double bed that's covered in candles, lighters, hairspray, which i never use. and blu tack and my passport. in fact i thought i'd lost my passport.. today has been a day of great discoveries :D
and although it means i feel an uber twerp for not remembering where i'd put the blasted thing, it means i don't have to fork out for a new one, but i still need to put more money on it. when i was last in london the stupid gate thing kept warning me i had less than a fiver on it. like i don't know ! you've only told me 7 times you tard ! but the London underground is a thing of mystery and i love it (: it makes me feel all cosmopolitan which is a bit of a contrast to the music blaring out my ipod when i'm on the tube or underground. people don't need to listen to their music, they can just stand near me and be in danger of being hit when i start jiving like a mad thing :D
and yes, i do start dancing on the tube. i find it fun, no one in London cares less anyway, unlike in my town, where if you start dancing down the street and someone who knows you see you, you are faced with mass humiliation for the next month. maybe that's a tad of an exaggeration, but still. my friends still don't let me forget when i was listening to Hannah's ipod on the train to Brum and i started dancing then the train jerked and i fell over. but then again, it was the day before my birthday and i had a boyfriend so i was allowed to be unreasonably happy. well, i was happy until my boyfriend (Sebastian) dumped me later in the evening, but hey. i have many other birthdays to look forward to i hopeee (:
hmm, i reckon i should get back to sorting all the junk on my bed out. although i have just had a rather spiffing (HA.) thought about what i can do with some empty candle jars.. all shall be revealed if you ever enter my boudouir.. other than that it means i can just throw away alot of hairspray and similar products that i don't use because i don't really want hair that looks like it should be on a butch lesbian. i prefer the natural look, although i do straighten my locks because if i don't i look positively insane. and i wouldn't say no to trying a really nice shade of red to dye my hair. it's naturally kinda reddy, browny blondey. so basically it's plain odd. and confusing. but bleh :D
right, i'm going to depart to see if i can clear a space big enough for me to lie down in, i'm feeling a tad sleepy. although i only woke up about an hour and a half ago.. woops :D oh well, life of a teenage girl who's had summer holidays for about 2 months already. God love GCSEs. i stopped going to lessons as soon as i had my first exams :D it was bliss. and then you finish about a month before the rest of the school anyway. me and my friends had much fun ambling across the school field and laughing at all the year 10s looking wistfully out at us as we picniced or jeered and so on. such larks !!
mmmm Royworld.. this is heaven to my ears (:
tataaaa
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