Free bird.

People have always puzzled me. Not in an intimidating way - i'm not a shy person. But in that, a million and one different things could be going through each person's mind as you pass them on the street. You can't tell in passing if the woman in the red coat is rushing to put an extra 50p in the parking meter or because she's late for a date at a posh restaurant. You sometimes someones eye but we never say anything, we rarely smile.
I sat behind a guy from Norwich school today on the bus. I've been dying to get to know him after I saw he was reading one of my favourite books but i've never plucked up the courage to just sit next to him and say hello.
What if he thinks i'm weird? What if he turns out to be a jerk and i'm stuck on the bus with him every day of the week? What if, a seat or two behind me there's another girl looking at him, dying to get to know him - his dream girl and if only she were a little braver, she would go and sit next to him, say hello. But i'd be in her seat? That'd just be cruel, no?

Possibly I overthink things.

I hate that i'm going to be very very busy these coming weeks. Not just revision either. Allsorts. I just want to have a whole day free to curl up on the couch with my lovely George and watch the gadget show and drink pink fanta. Maybe make cake in mugs with squirty cream or have squished cheese sandwiches in the sun. Late nights, long lies ins.

Just got to stick it out till July - then i'll be free. Free free free.

I hold my hands up...

...and admit that my religously regular blogging activities have taken a knock over Easter and yes, my 114th blog is just as tragically mediocre as the other 113 (except maybe that one about my chickens.)

An update! My cyber friends. "Yes please." I hear you say, "what fasinating tale might you have to beguile us with this time?" Well, I say, do read on. For last night was easily, hands down, out of the park the best night of the holidays. I am of course referring to Rachel's campfire party which, I quote from my dear friend Beej - "A roaring success." I like that - it has a fiery implication to it, very fitting Beej. There was scrumpy, tealights in saucepans, bunting, tents, bacon and beans, sleeping bags and summer sunshine. The perfect combination for a recluse such as myself, who up until last night had not had the pleasure of such varied company other than my wonderful boyfriend and my siblings. Refreshing, if you will, to be immersed in the cheery goings on of leaping through bonfires, lemon zingers and gin and tonic casually mixed with crackling fireside conversation and the clear summer sky with it's many stars twinkling down on us. Yes, I enjoyed myself immensely and I congratulate Rachel on being the hostess with the mostess :) I still have that tell tale scent of wood smoke and camping in my hair and have erected my tent in the garage to dry off a little. I hate the smell of damp tent.

In other news, I am now driving! My 4th lesson shall be on Monday (prior warning to stay off the roads) and now that my dear father has been so kind as to buy a beaten up second hand ford fiesta and has offerred to place Ami and I on the insurance, I shall be out and about alot more on her majesty's highways and byways. It's fun, honestly, but it's so stressful having many different metal objects coming at you at some speed from many varying directions. Roundabouts are my nemesis.

I have just come upstairs actually from making fairy cakes covered in strawberry icing with strawberries sticking out and covered in silver balls. I think they look like yummy little princess cakes, but if I am to be incriminatingly honest, they do have nice little wells in the middle of them and as lovely as they taste, I have filled the wells with icing, which will taste very very very sweet. But thats ok, I dont think George will mind. Hopefully. I have already admitted to be a useless cook, it shouldnt come as a suprise that I cant make fairy cakes. They taste lovely though. I'll take them up tomorrow when I go to see my bubby then on Saturday we're off to Pleasurewood Hills! Yay! :) Havent been since 2 years ago with Georgia - we ate alot of candyfloss. And saw the sealions twice. Bless.

Exciting stuff. Just waiting for some photos to appear on facebook now. (Viki?)

Many easter well wishes and holiday greetings to all. Have a picture :)

Sa-weeeeet.

Well my holidays have just vastly improved :)

Ok, so I have piles and piles of maths revision to do if I ever want to get a passing grade. And yes, other revision for the other 3 subjects obviously needs doing. I need to read up on my highway code before I take my theory. My room is a mess and I need to get new shoes and jeans before school starts again unless i want to be in the fatty jeans all term.

BUT.

I am wandering around with a very cheeky little smile on my face and a spring in my step because I am no longer the last singleton of my year group. Yes. I have found an amazing boy who likes me back. Facebook has declared, Sarah is in a relationship. *mad dancing*

If he reads this it'll embaress him horribly :) I dont caaaaaare. Best Thursday for a very. VERY. Long time.

No. No. No.

Just. No.

Today was just no.

I'm going to sit and watch the inbetweeners and drink tea. Then sleep alot. Then go back to poxy school. Then go to the beach.

The beach will be good.