Monday, 10 October 2011

Recipe for Disaster.

A Recipe for Disaster.

For this recipe you will need the following:
x1 cup of Very Stressed Sarah
x4 Manic Teachers with different techniques
x1 Very catty and bitchy childish girl
x732 days of worrying
Plus a mixture of other seasonings in the form of:
x3 helpings of wishful thinking
x1 highly stressful and overbearing mother
x1 Embarassing, yet irritating father
x1 Golden boy brother
And throw in an extra good handful or several of stress and you have....

A VERY STRESSED SARAH AND A RECIPE FOR DISASTER....


that is all.
Ciao
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Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Whirlwind Much...

Well, i'm sorry for the lack of reading material, September is always a super busy month for me. The rugby games and training are in full swing, obviously NOT me, but for my brother. 
Also school is MANIC, we're all clinging to the edge of hope that our placements will come through, luckily mine came through yesterday, so i should start Thursday, so thats good!

I turned 19, toward the end of September! I can't believe this is my last year of been a teen, i feel so old!! But then again, i bet when i'm 30, i'll be begging to feel like i was 18 again, ahaha! 
My brother will be 15, toward the end of October - can't believe that, he's grown up so fast. Why can't he magically turn back into that cute little curly haired kid, with the harry potter glasses, and a toy Orc on his shoulder! He's only got a year left at secondary school. 
I'm so proud of him, though. Despite our fights.

Now don't get me wrong, this rugby thing, is craaazy, but craaazy in a good way, 'cause its clearly something he's a dab hand at. But it does mean, that i have to put my social life in the week on hold, cause the mothership tells me its too complicated to organise me to visit or do anything on rugby days, which so far including the following days; Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesday's, the occasional Thursday's and Sunday's are obviously game days!
Sometimes, it feels like charlie's rugby "career" comes first, and i come second. 
Though, sometimes, i think thats fine because, if i had stayed on at sixth form, i'd be at uni right now, but i didn't, i failed at that, so now i'm just the invisible one, hidden behind a star.
I'm the child from the 1940's - the one whose seen but never spoken or heard of.
Oh well...

So, its nearly christmas, i might be getting a blackberry, so thats cool.
Anyway, i have to do my assignment, so this was just to check in and whatever.

Hope you all have a good rest of the week, and keep blogging.

CIAO

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