First day back at college today, well more like first lesson back at college.
I love Mondays because I don't start college while 2:30 pm. How brilliant is that? I get to sleep in bed till about 9, which is considered a lay in for me, and then spend the morning doing whatever I want.
I took half of the "sweet hoard" into college today and people looked confused when I randomly threw them a bag of Haribos. It looked like I was making sweets magically appear. Which is of course true, seen as I have a Mary Poppins bag and all. I seem to be able to fit everything and anything into my bag. It's like a bottomless pit, either that or I just carry too much stuff.
My English Language lesson flew by and I soon found myself walking out of college.
While I was in the car my phone rang, it was Chris. I couldn't hear him at first so I just sat there saying, "hello? hello?? heellllooo?".
It went all fuzzy on the phone and then his voice boomed in my eardrum saying, "WHERE ARE YOU?"; my eyes practically bashed together in their sockets.
"I'm in the car just near my house" I replied in a timid voice, scared that he was going to break the speaker on my phone.
Turns out he was just calling to ask if I was still up for going to Meadowhall; he needed to buy a book that he'd pre-ordered.
So I spent most of my afternoon at Meadowhall which, thankfully, wasn't packed with millions of shoppers doing Christmas shopping. I hate having to fight my way through bags and other dangerous obstacles, such as prams! I swear prams are designed to run teenagers over.
We went to Waterstones and picked up the book he wanted. It was a History book about Russia that he had to read for his coursework. I'm jealous that he knows so much about History and I don't. In school I was always rubbish at History, probably because I spent most of my time doodling or staring out of the window.
After we had finished looking around Meadowhall we went to Pizza Hut, I was starving after all that walking around. My mouth was watering before we even walked through the door. I love pizza, but that's not a good thing.
Whilst in Pizza Hut, Chris asked me to a restaurant called The Venus for his 18th birthday, which is on New Years Day. I happily agreed but in the back of my mind sulked.
Venus = I have to wear my Little Black Dress (LBD).
LBD = less pizzas if I want to still fit in it.
Even though I'm a size 8/10 I'm always worried about gaining weight. I need to cut down on all this tasty junk food if I want to look good for his 18th and most importantly impress his parents.
At least we walked home, so maybe I burnt off some calories then. I seriously doubt it though seen as I scoffed some custard creams. I think I'm being to hopeful.
So all in all I had a good day, well spending time with Chris and my friends is always good.
Oh! Before I go...
I've been nagged to post pictures of myself with the new haircut but, in my opinion, I am not photogenic at all. Oh well, here goes:
Chris is cute though...I've just noticed the time stamp of this post
(11:48 PM!), cutting it a bit close aren't I!

Goodnight. xx
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