Journeys

This morning, I had an uncomfortable bath. This is mainly because I am:

1) Too long for the bath

2) Too lazy to sit up in the bath

3) TOO LONG FOR THE BATH

I should really learn to just take showers and be done with my fear of falling out of them... again.

Wait, what is this? Are you trying to return to your deserted blog Haze? WITHOUT EVEN APOLOGISING?!?!?! WHERE ARE YOUR MANNERS?????

Ok, Hello.

I am deeply sorry for not having posted since *checks and winces* MAY! Oh my goodness that pains me. That was before my exams. My, my, I have rather a LOAD of experiences to talk about here. Strap yourselves in folks, and bear in mind that if this takes you half an hour to read, it will have probably taken me 2 and a bit hours to write. I suggest preparing a snack or a cup of tea or a playlist of music such as the new Hoosiers song (Choices) and Everything, Everything -MY KZ UR BF, to listen to as you try and digest all of this. Note, please do NOT eat your computer or device that you are reading this on, that would not be advisable or at all tasty.

First things first, I sat my exams. I had a slight worry and panic after each one of course, just to be like everyone else: united by the fear of failure. As I write this post now, on the 17th of August, I am just two days away from finding out how well, or how badly I have done or disappointed myself. Alas, there's nothing I can do now but wait until I can open the envelope, I can't go back and change what I wrote and those letters are written, not to be changed. I don't like it when people wish people luck for their results, they can't do anything about it now. Having said that, I did say to people last year "Good Luck" before opening their envelopes, purely because I had nothing else to say that was fitting.

Pause for a minute from your reading, I have to actually go and get my diary to remember what I did, it was far too long ago.

Ok, so now that I have my diary, I'm going to just slot in some of the corking little things I have said since my last blog, alongside things that I have seen and done. Please don't worry your little stalker heads if I miss a day or two, that just means that I either did nothing, or nothing noteworthy that day.

Sunday 16th May: "Major Procrastination at your service!"

Wednesday 19th May: Went to see Barberashopera II: The Barber of Shavingham and throughly enjoyed it. They're amazing, google it.

(I have just realised, that if you really want to know what I did, I did actually keep another blog for my lead up to Camp, it's called hazelgoesoutandabout, and there's a link to it on my main profile page, unless you already read it/read it. THAT DOESN'T WORK BECAUSE THE WORD IS THE SAME AS A PAST PARTICIPLE AND A PRESENT PARTICIPLE. Gahhhh)

Thursday 20th May: "The one thing I hate more than people who sniff without even trying to stop it (main perpetrator, Danielle) is MISCOMMUNICATION."

Sunday 23rd May: "Got mighty annoyed by FLIES AND THE LACK OF KINDER SURPRISE EGGS IN BOTH SPARS"

Saturday 29th May: "The Durham Mysteries were pretty darned cool."

(I am currently giggling at reading this, and remembering the day)

Friday 4th June: "What a weird-ass day. I now feel decidedly squiffy! Got up early, did some Bio/Eng, thought about stuff (side-note, WELL DONE HAZEL, VERY INFORMATIVE), ate, had a weird-ass nap, watched The Shawshank Redemption, cried my HEART OUT and felt weird."

I think we have established that that was a... strange, sorry, WEIRD day, have we not?

Wednesday 9th June: "10 hours without Vaseline today... HELL."

Saturday 12th June : "The list goes frickin' on and on... and Nerimon."

Monday 14th June: "Creating HAVOC, BLINDLY. That's the clincher!"

Wednesday 16th June: "Today was too busy, too warm and too embarassing."

Saturday 19th June: "I really like Saturdays and being able to play the piano and red grape juice and glasses and acting and knowing songs and metal pin frames and my life and friends."

Friday 25th June: "Also, screw narcissists."

Sunday 27th June: "England are out of the world cup but I don't care because my legs are smoothy-smooth and I'M GOING TO PARIS TOMORROW WITH MY EPIC BAND OF CHOIR AND ORCHESTRA FRIENDS WHO ARE ALL TOTALLY AWESOME!"

I then wrote in another diary all of my Paris entries, for 5 days.

HERE

Then I got prepared, wound up and more prepared, and went to Canada.

I'm working on a photostory of that all now. I also have about 2 hrs of video footage to sift through and edit.

Wednesday 28th July: "Beautiful Sonya, the c510 (new phone)! HOORAY!"

Wednesday 4th August: "Mum shouted at me and then we went to go and see a hedgehog."

Then I went to London, SitC and had an AWESOME time with beautiful people.

Tuesday 10th August: "Tidied epic amounts with Liz - such a rational tidier- points to Liz."

Wednesday 11th August: "89898998989899"

Thursday 12th August: "I love them ALL silly amounts, YAY FOR AWESOME APPRECIATIVE FRIENDS WHO LIKE READING AND SINGING AND BEING WITH ME (HOPEFULLY)!"

Then we went to Edinburgh as a family and did Fringe events and had a FANTASTIC TIME.

I had a bit of a wobble yesterday evening, but we all have those moments, and we grow from them.

Once again, I'm really sorry for this being horrifically late, and I endeavour to go back to my format of "I've had a day like this and here's a story from today and how it relates to me as an honest person who likes commentating on her own life".

Tatty bye,

Haze