I'm sorry for not posting last night, but I worked all day, went for a girls night out, and had a girly sleep over just like the ones you have when you are 13! I miss being 13 - what a great age. I remember waking up on my 13th birthday and thinking, 'I'm a teenager so I can now do whatever I want!' Oh, was I wrong! After I excitedly jumped out of bed, and ran down the stairs I picked up the phone and called all my friends from school,and told them to come over asap, as it's my birthday and now I'm a teenager I was throwing a party! Within half an hour there was probably about 30 children in my front room. I'm sure everything would have been alright apart from it was only 6am on a Saturday morning. Needless to say, all the noise woke my parents up to find a load of 13 year olds jumping on the sofas and eating all the food in the fridge. I honestly thought my dad's head was going to explode, when he seen the boys using his golf clubs to make holes in the lawn out back! After that incident, I was grounded for about a month (though I'm sure I only served 2 weeks of that sentence, and was let off with good behaviour. However, I now know that it was because my parents were sick of me being in the house all day long!)
After the comment from 'Not So Anonymous Michelle' I think I may moved to the states so I can go shopping 24 hours a day....How awesome is that, and I thought London was amazing! Yesterday I started to feel a little home sick so I decided to take a trip back home to Wales. This morning I jumped on a train at Paddington train station, and 3 hours later I'm back home...... the wonders of modern technology are amazing! I arrive at Cardiff (The Capitol of Wales) around 10am and waiting for me is best best friend, Tia. I know you are thinking that the 1st thing I'm going to do to get rid of feeling home sick is to race home and see my mum and dad for a nice home cooked meal! This was my initial plan, but I really don't know what happened (I think I may have blacked out), but the next thing I know I'm standing outside this cute little shoe shop, and I'm holding a shopping bag with 5 pairs of new shoes! I have to admit that I'm a complete shopaholic! I seriously think it's an illness! One moment I'm perfectly happy walking down the high street then the next thing I know I have shopping bags upon shopping bags in my hands. Shoes are the worst, and they get me every time. I'm sure they have a magnetic pull on me that draws me near them, and when I'm close enough the scream at me;
'Buy Me! Buy Me!'
'I promise I wont hurt you, just give me a chance!'
'I'll make you look like a supermodel!'
Anywho, when i finally arrive at my parent's house, which is around 5:30 (oh, how time can fly when you are shopping), my home sickness had completely disappeared. I told you shopping is the cure for all things! As soon as I walk through the front door the smell of cawl (A welsh stew) hit me like a saucepan across the face, I shouted 'Mummy I'm home!' in the Fred Flinstone style, and out of nowhere appears my mother with a hot bowl of stew and my old slippers....aah it's good to be home. I'm now writing this blog from my old bedroom, but sadly I have to end here because I'm just about to start Breakfast at Tiffany's with my sister, just like the old times! Don't forget to comment!
Night,
Anonymous City Girl
x x
After the comment from 'Not So Anonymous Michelle' I think I may moved to the states so I can go shopping 24 hours a day....How awesome is that, and I thought London was amazing! Yesterday I started to feel a little home sick so I decided to take a trip back home to Wales. This morning I jumped on a train at Paddington train station, and 3 hours later I'm back home...... the wonders of modern technology are amazing! I arrive at Cardiff (The Capitol of Wales) around 10am and waiting for me is best best friend, Tia. I know you are thinking that the 1st thing I'm going to do to get rid of feeling home sick is to race home and see my mum and dad for a nice home cooked meal! This was my initial plan, but I really don't know what happened (I think I may have blacked out), but the next thing I know I'm standing outside this cute little shoe shop, and I'm holding a shopping bag with 5 pairs of new shoes! I have to admit that I'm a complete shopaholic! I seriously think it's an illness! One moment I'm perfectly happy walking down the high street then the next thing I know I have shopping bags upon shopping bags in my hands. Shoes are the worst, and they get me every time. I'm sure they have a magnetic pull on me that draws me near them, and when I'm close enough the scream at me;
'Buy Me! Buy Me!'
'I promise I wont hurt you, just give me a chance!'
'I'll make you look like a supermodel!'
Anywho, when i finally arrive at my parent's house, which is around 5:30 (oh, how time can fly when you are shopping), my home sickness had completely disappeared. I told you shopping is the cure for all things! As soon as I walk through the front door the smell of cawl (A welsh stew) hit me like a saucepan across the face, I shouted 'Mummy I'm home!' in the Fred Flinstone style, and out of nowhere appears my mother with a hot bowl of stew and my old slippers....aah it's good to be home. I'm now writing this blog from my old bedroom, but sadly I have to end here because I'm just about to start Breakfast at Tiffany's with my sister, just like the old times! Don't forget to comment!
Night,
Anonymous City Girl
x x
1 comment:
Shoe shopping and a home cooked meal from mom, what girl can ask for anything more!! :)
Yes, it's quite nice knowing there are some places open 24 hours just in case you need something middle of the night, especially with a child in the house who may get sick or something...
You should totally post pics of your new shoe purchases! I'm sure you have noticed on my blog I'm all about the photos!
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