black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?
omg i was dreading this because i have the most horrific embarrassing bucket list. its not a physical list but its a mental list and its just of things that ive always wanted to experience and fgdhfkgjdhfg some of them are so weird
theres no hierarchy so heres three random ones
raise a duck so that it thinks im its mother and follows me around
witness a full on car accident i always miss the impact for some reason or another and i wanna SEE it dont judge me pls
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i dont know, its like popping up on my dash everytime you do it.
yeah that's awesome! it's useful if you are conversing, yes? okay cool dude!
p.s cause we are irl friends i feel like we communicate differently than we would with someone we've met online. i think it's partly because we know how each other talks so we sort of know the tone of voice and the way each other would say what we say. and yeah we treat each other differently to what we would others. i don't know. hobbitonamission
Rules: In a text post, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard—they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag 10 friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them! 1. The Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling 2. The Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket 3. The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky 4. One Day by David Nicholls 5. The Reader by Bernhard Schlink 6. Is it just me? by Miranda Hart 7. The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy 8. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald 9. The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger 10. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold If you want to join in the fun, just copy and paste this text (replace the list of books, of course) and tag others.
This summer I was very fortunate enough to be given the opportunity to travel across Europe with my two best friends Natasha, and Rebecca. Our travels would take us to: the Al Garve in Portugal, to Madrid and Barcelona in Spain, to Paris and Caen in France, then up to Portsmouth and London in England. We were all set, and excited to set off on a once in a lifetime experience. We were all fresh faced out of school, and ready to tackle foreign territory.
On the 29th of June I was awaken at 4am to catch my Flight to Bahrain - I was catching a connecting flight from there to London. It was a rude awakening as I have never been a morning person. It was sad to say goodbye to my room because I knew I'd never see it again. (My parents were planning on moving whilst I was away). It was bittersweet as we drove away, and I watched my home disappear into the distance. That house - my home - would now become a memory, a story, a past time. When I returned to my family I would start a new chapter and make a new home. As my Dad always says 'Home is where your family is.'
I checked in, and said goodbye to my parents. Naturally there were waterworks from my mother, it was embarrassing but I understood where she was coming from. I was her first born child, and she was letting my go off on my own knowing that she wouldn't see me for four months. I must admit I shed a few tears myself on the way to the plane. I was going to miss them very much.
I met up with Natasha on the plane to London. We were lucky enough to organise to have our seats next to each other. We flew with Gulfair, and I probably won't again anytime soon. The crew were nothing short of nice but the inflight entertainment wasn't worth bothering with, the seats were uncomfortable, and the plane was old - it was in desperate need of a refurbishment. Despite this we had a decent flight. I was glad to have a friend with me, as I would've died from boredom had I not of had her. We played games, slept, talked, and listened to Shane and Friends podcast. The flight was approximately seven hours, so all in all it wasn't half bad.
We arrived in London safely, and were greeted by Natasha's uncle and aunt who were nice enough to let me stay with them. I am ever so grateful for what they did for me. There are not enough words to describe how thankful I am. After our seven hour flight, it was now time for a three hour drive to Wales. It was nothing short of an enjoyable car journey, and I just loved soaking up the new environment. It was all so green and lush - a big contrast to the desert we'd come from which consisted of the colours beige, yellow, and orange. The air felt fresh, and the temperature was a warm summers day with the sun out and shinning to greet us. It was a nice welcome to the UK.
We spent about five days in Wales doing the odd bits and bobs. A lot of the time we were running errands, and getting ready to head off around Europe. In saying that we did get a car journey or two snuck in there.
Photos can be viewed below
On the way to Wales from the airport. I'm clearly a bit delirious here.
Going across the bridge, from England to Wales.
Welsh fish and chips. Not as good as Aussie fish and chips, but still they were delicious.
Wales beach.
This is me being a nutter before I fell over, despite the fact that I told myself and my friend that I had to be careful and watch my step. *face palm*
I nice picture of my arse. The aftermath of when I stupidly slipped, and fell.
The Valleys. Welsh countryside.
Mr sheep.
Natasha in all her glory.
More lush Welsh countryside.
"I know why they call it The Valley's now." - Me to Natasha
