Friday, 8 July 2011
Thursday, 7 July 2011
I have to leave home at about seven in the morning and when I get there I'll have to hang around the airport for a couple of hours to wait for my friend who's flying in from Sweden.
I'm really excited!
Not about the waiting part obviously, but what comes after it.
And somehow I've managed to be quite organised for once.
For me at least, my boss would be crying blood if she was "only" as organised as me.
So let's put it this way: my bag has actually been packed several hours.
I won't be up 'til three in the morning throwing the last few things in, only to realise once I get there that I've forgotten loads of stuff.
I think I deserve a pat on the back for that.
My room is still a mess though.
I'll never be a tidy packer. Or a tidy anything for that matter.
Off to bed now, to dream of Barcelona.
See ya on the flip side!
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
*ding ding dong* the next train to London Waterloo will now be arriving at platform one.
*ding ding dong* platform alteration, the next train to Waterloo will now be arriving at platform two
*ding ding dong* ignore that, it's platform one again
And so on and so forth!
This time next year, when millions of Olympics spectators will flood our public transport system, I predict we'll be spending half the day doing these kinds of things...
Tuesday, 5 July 2011
I was told by a personal trainer last week that I needed to lose weight (not in so many words), even though I am by no means overweight and I don't actually want to lose any. He also told me to not eat a lot of fruit and veg and basically live only on protein.
Today the lady threading my eyebrows said I should really do my whole forehead as it would "look nicer and cleaner".
What is up with the world?