I know that I've been away for aaaaaggggeeeeesss; but I promise you, I haven't been doing nothing. I actually lived! (I'm not saying that being on this blog gives me no life, but being away from it gives me time to actually have something worth writing for you!)
It's still the summer holidays for me, I go back in two days (*internal sobbing*) and I literally can't wait for it, but at the same time I'm dreading it. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again in a classroom, and I NEED to have my timetable before I explode of impatience. But school means homework, homework means tests and tests means that before I know it- my GCSE's will have crept up on me.
If you're having a mental breakdown right now just reading this, there's no advice I can give you. You can panic. It's school. There is no excuse, no way out. You just gotta deal with it, bruh.
Moving away from the headache-inducing madness we commoners like to call school- should we not make the most of the holidays before hell starts again?
I've been busy, let's just say that. First off, I went to the Lake District- and experienced my first proper spa treatment. Now, for the guys out there- this isn't big news, us women (or in my case, teenage girls) love to put horrible gooey stuff on our faces; so why is it such a big deal when someone new decides they like to put horrible gooey stuff on their face too? But for the women, or teenage girls like me, this is like your crowning of womanhood. This is like your first baby step into a big world full of manicure's and weird fish eating your feet and massages.
Because it was me, it was embarrassing. I had a facial, but the thing was: I was very hungry. I hadn't eaten all day, and it was just after what would be lunch time when I had it done. So, of course, my stomach was rumbling. In fact, no, that's an understatement; it was howling away like it was a wolf calling for its pack. And yes, it really was that bad. Needless to say, I won't be going there again.
But that was last week, and this is... well, this is this week. The last week of the holidays, and I'm just dragging it out as long as possible. How come it's already Sunday?!
I had a very Tumblr squad goals week. This week was basically friends week. I had two sleepovers, both of which were just adorable and you should totally be jealous of me. Because I'm exactly the sort of person other people get jealous of...
And then today, it was just like an explosion (LITERALLY; I'll get to that in a minute, hold on to your socks...) of cuteness. One of my friends is a professional runner, and she'd been signed up to do a colour run for a charity she's ran for before. If you don't know what a colour run is; it's basically a fun run where at various points you come to colour stations. You just walk through all these explosions *whoop there it is* of colour and it's really pretty but it also tastes extremely horrible.
It was so fun, and it's the thing every group of best friends should do together. You all need to do it, please, I'm begging you.
I think it's important to have friends. And I think that it's important to stay as close as you can with them. Because they're there, and you shouldn't take them for granted. You've got to smile with them, you've got to have fun with them- because although you've got all the stress from school or from family or whatever, it's still really important to be happy.
And I know that it's probably just a typical teenage thing to say what I've just said (I can feel you rolling your eyes through the screen. Yes, I'm watching you...) but that doesn't mean that it's not true.
I don't think things are going to be as often on here anymore- but I promise you, I will try my best. I like to fill you in on things, keep you updated, y'know?
So... enough from me, I think. Back to repacking my pencil case, I think.
Fly on, can you see the gates of hell?
Luce xx
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