Yup, to let the friggin’ chickens out, I’d being going out in my pjs and wellies. I would have went out earlier but it’s cold and now it’s raining, surely they would appreciate staying inside?
Especially my eye makeup, I would deem it perfect to be honest. I was going for the rocker chic look and I pulled it off.
We went to the shops today and my mother got loads of compliments on her eye makeup from total stranger because it was pink and blue - yes that’s the reason she got the compliments because that sounds awful but hers looked good. She takes no time at all putting on her make up.
I just stood there feeling like Gollum.
No one compliments my efforts.
The holiday has been cut down. Not by one day but two.
You see we went on this holiday, my mother and I, because her partner’s kids are coming round for a week for their summer holidays, so my mother booked a holiday for me and her. Now we are going home tomorrow instead of Saturday because she feels guilty leaving him with the kids.
I am super pissed, I don’t think she quite understands that this is my first holiday since this whole parents breaking up/my mother left me with my tyrant father fiasco. So yeah I was kind of looking forward to it, but oh no, Missus “I take weekend breaks to Paris and cruises to Norway” can’t stay a week with her daughter who actually fucking needed this holiday.
Is that a bratty thing to say? I don’t know.
Yup, I may be a little drunk.
I told her I want the season two of The Walking Dead, a new jacket and The Avengers DVD to compensate.
Hell if I can’t get a liitle holiday then I want some DVDs to pass the time in Wales!
I mother fudging hate hay fever.
My eyes have done nothing but water this entire day causing my false eyelashes to fall off throughout the day and because I have been blowing my nose too much, I now have a nose bleed.
p.s. anyone got good hay fever cures? Or even just to make it a little better?
Just bled my lip.
For God sake! Plus the tissue paper is sticking to it which hurts even more when I pull it away.
(So I don’t forget):
If I forget any of this, you Tumblr, are to blame.
My mother and I found another walk near the house, it near killed me. It was practically vertical. The forest was so ancient, it had old vines wrapped round some older looking trees and I’ll admit I got scared at one point. I could have sworn something was watching me. Y’all know I don’t believe in that shit but there was definitely something/someone else in that forest and it didn’t help we got lost a few times …. I want to go back. I love being scared in forests. You see, this is how bored I am here, I am actually willing to scare myself shitless so I can have some entertainment.
In other news, I actually bought the first season of The Walking Dead. This it the first time I have ever bought a TV series. I always watch them online, but because I love this show so much, I had to buy it. This shows my dedication, I deserve some sort of recognition for it.
I wish the second season would hurry up and come out soon!
On my front. On my arms.
I spent a good 10 minutes trying to get some form of feeling into them, but that involved me trying to get up. I could not.
I was embarrassed for myself.
I hate the internet connection here!
I get no phone signal because my mum and her partner decided to get a house that’s so friggin’ isolated that not even mobile phones work. The internet is pretty shit. But the guy came to fix Sky today as it wasn’t working here and I was told that once that was fixed, the internet would be working fine. IT’S NOT!
I have nothing else to do here.
The internet signal changes from three bars to two, which means it’s going so slow!
How does one fix this??
My mum and her partner are off to get more vans and the likes for the final big move. Thankfully I have managed to get out of going (thank God!), so I am sitting in this relatively empty old house, just me and my dog.
I decided to watch some creepy videos on YouTube because I like torturing myself like that. I then decided to make some tea and as I headed down to the kitchen, I looked over to the pantry door (which has a massive gap under said door) because something caught my eye. I could see a shadow moving about under it. Tea cup was grabbed (and scolded myself in the process) and I bolted to my room and locked my door.
Now I am hearing the stairs creaking like mad.
The Welsh house isn’t going to be any less scarier either because it’s even older and in the middle of literally nowhere.
I don’t think I miss the city, I think I just miss being close to civilisation. Out here in the countryside there’s nothing. I’d have to get someone to drive me to the bus station so I can take the bus into town, a town that I don’t know my way around properly.
In the Welsh house, there’s a small village miles away from where they stay. And I have no idea how I would get to Cardiff.
This sort of thing really get me down. This is why I want to become independent, so I can get an apartment of my own near civilisation, i.e. in a city, close to shops and people. I hate it out in the countryside. It’s too quiet.
It doesn’t help I am bored out of my mind.
Fuck my life. Or as some of you young-ins call it: FML.
I think my toenail is on the vegre of coming off. I really don’t know how I’ll cope.
I can watch a really gory horror movie and not batter an eyelash but if it involves nails coming off I will dub it the most horrific horror movie ever.
The fact that it’s happening to me makes me sick to the stomach.
How the hell do I prevent it from falling off? It looks bruised under my nail and is super tender. Can I superglue it back on once it falls off?