Proud to be British

The wedding of Prince William and Catherine Middleton was today, and it reminded me of why I should be proud to be British. Our Royal Family is a centre part to the British way of life, that we have divorce is thanks to King Henry VIII, yes he was crazy but he made it possible. The RF are a figure of hope for many, especially in tough times, no matter how bad things are, a Royal occasion we can all watch really helps cheer the country up. The fact that Britain still has a RF is something to be proud of itself. So many European countries got rid of their royal families due to them not being able to evolve with the times. Our RF has managed to so, and therefore managed to retain their place in Britain.

The wedding itself was absolutely stunning. The dress, the abbey, the bride, everything. Even Prince William told her she was beautiful, and no lip reader was required for viewers to understand what he was saying. The balcony viewing was awesome, they kissed so fast I wonder if anyone got it. They did it on their terms, not waiting for the crowd to start chanting, and then they kissed again. No Royal couple has ever kissed on the balcony twice since the tradition was introduced by Prince William's mother and father; Princess Diana and Prince Charles 30 years ago.
I'm proud to be British, and I should remember it more often.

Remember, love. Always love.

Who was I to limit myself

I love the colour I'm currently going. I never thought I'd like a tan but I do, which is why we should all be willing to change. So with some help of my nan's lovely South facing garden and some tanning moisturiser I'm more tanned than I was when I got back from Spain last year.

I felt quite ill this morning, it's the dreaded TOM and I think I had food poisoning from the kebab I had for dinner last night, but my daddy being the lovely guy he is, went to Asda got me some Pepto and at about 12 I was up and ready to face the world.

Tomorrow will probably be a day of studying, I don't even know what I want to do any more. Yes, I love history, yes I'd love to teach, but do I want to teach little shits? No, I do not. I'll just let fate decide.

Remember, love. Always love.

Love, Always love

It was my birthday on Sunday and it was pretty nice. Went out with my mum and nan, then had my first driving lesson with a guy who didn't even ask to see my lisence, safe to say I'm not going with him again and then a BBQ round my nans. This weekend was so nice.
I was in Cornwall Friday and Saturday and I absolutely loved it, sure I'm only part Cornish but I feel completely at home when I'm there, even more so than I do when I'm in Swindon. Sure I know my way (sorta) round Swindon but I don't have the sense of belonging that I do when I'm in Cornwall.

Yesterday was my birthday thing, just a chill evening with Sophie, Hazel and Lucinda, a couple of drinks, a lot of cigarettes and nice chats.
Sophie got me the best birthday present ever. She got me Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 which I was expecting and then she did this Harry Potter letter, you know the one they get to inform them that they have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That was the coolest thing ever, I'm going to frame it.

I spent today just chilling in the sun, I think I'm slightly burned, but I shall survive.

Remember, love. Always love.

I wish I was James Bond

It's the start of the Easter Holidays and what a pretty awesome start it has been, too.
Yesterday I went to see Scouting for Girls, the band where all the songs sound the same, you know all the words, can't help but sing along, and they really get their audience to participate. Safe to say, it was an awesome show. I love Roy. Pictures will be arriving soon. Well, when my sister lets me have the camera to put them on my laptop.

Here's what's up and coming:
Tuesday: Psychology revision sesh
Wednesday: Hazel's party thing in Lydiard, it's meant to rain. Should be interesting
Thursday: Birthday thing with Alex '_'
Friday: Memorial in Cornwall
Saturday: Shopping in Cornwall
Sunday: My 17th birthday and my first eve driving lesson
Monday: Revision during the day and then a small gathering at mine with hopefully S, L, H, L and B
Remainder of the week: Revision, revision, revision.

Not a bad half term, even if I'd rather go without the revision.

See ya suckers

I'm walking on sunshine

These past two days have been sunny, woohoo. For it to be sunny and warm in April, it's kind of exciting, considering one year it snowed in April, and you have the whole April showers thing.

Yesterday was pretty sucky as I was ill and couldn't hang in town with S and H, but I made up for it today, kinda. It wasn't with S and H, it was with L and I like to think we had fun :). Chilling in the Weir field before hand, having a smoke, as you do, then walking round town. I brought nothing, L had fun picking hair colours out. She said she's going to blame me if things go wrong because I agreed with her colour choices. Then we must have gone to every single shop just to find a bloody highlight cap. It got so bad we were contemplating stealing one from a highlighting kit, simply because we couldn't see any on their own. We must be so freakin' blind! Asked some woman who worked in the shop where they were. Bam! She took us straight to where we'd looked before contemplating theft. So moral of the story here is; always ask, it'll stop you stealing.

My coursework is nearly done, which is awesome, as it's 3 weeks overdue, I've just lacked motivation. It being the day before the last day of term made me pay attention and try to get it done. Only 838 words left, which may seem like a lot, but actually isn't.
Best get back to it.