Stalking (we all do it)

So here I am, 8 days after leaving Butlins. And this is my first post in the comfort of my own home. Crazy. I 'spose I have just been really busy. Much to Jiril's dismay.
Euuugh. Today was really bad. I mean, my maths teacher hates me. She separated me and Hannah. ): So now I sit by myself. Great.
Oh, and He was on the bus (I shall not name him, as you never know who's reading O.o) and according to Toby gave me a really snooty "EEWWWW" look. I mean, I love him, and he thinks I'm gross. That's always good to know. I still think He is great though. Although I was sitting at the back of the bus where you can see the back of your head on the silly little built in CCTV screens, and my roots are really bad. And He saw. The shame.
I really should start revising for my science exam. On the other hand, I have more interesting things to do. For example... watch telly, write a blog, stare at pictures of Justin Bieber and single picture of Him. Haha. I'm such a stalker. But don't deny that you have ever stalked someone. I know you have. Everyone has. Even searching them on Facebook once a week counts. So there.
My cupcakes never turn out right. For instance, last time me and Toby made them, the icing was beeeauuutiful, but the cake was a bit odd. This time, the cake was gorgeous and the icing wasn't quite right. Although, I did put triple the vanilla stated. So maybe that had something to do with it. I'm always messing up. Pffft. And tripping over things. According to some book I read, clumsiness is actually a psychological thing. Yeah right. I just have no hand-eye co-ordination, my brain does not come into it... Silly psychoanalyst-y-people. Always over-thinking stuff.
Anyway, I had better go. *cough cough* I have people to stalk.
Hopefully I won't leave it so long before blogging again next time. And maybe next time I will have something interesting to say! =P
Byeee xx

Bye Bye Butlins (At Last)

So, we figured we had enough time come to Skyline before we go. Which means here we are, sitting in Burger King. Minus Rocky Roads because we're going to have lunch in the Sun and Moon; yum. Crazy hair guy from my second post just skateboarded past. Inside. That is so inconsiderate. I mean, come on, you are skateboarding on quite a nice tiled floor, where there are pedestrians (well, a few anyway. Enough to get run over by Crazy Hair guy). Exactly. Idiot.
They've taken away all the stuff from Spring Harvest. I only just noticed just how many gambling places there are in here. Literally 6 or 7. Do they think that people are so upset to have to come to Butlins for their holidays that they need to gamble to drown their despair? Or do they think that the type of people who come to Butlins are the type to have a serious gambling addiction? Either one doesn't say much about Butlins tbh...
Breakfast was okay. Same as always. Two birthdays today and two birthdays yesterday. I think people pretend that it's their birthday so that everyone has a to sing a very off-tune happy birthday to them. Pffft. And then there are those idiots like the one opposite us who started banging the table and grinning manically. And no one can remember the names of the birthday person/people so they just mumble something in the "Happy Birthday, dear ___". Conversations afterwards go something like this:
"Did you sing Gemma, Peter?"
"No, Beatrice, I said Tina."
"But I thought it was Yasmina..."
"No mum, it was actually Annabella..." etc etc etc
Cue lot's of confusion and many family arguments. The parents go home in a sulk and the kids slam the doors and stamp their feet. Another happy end to a perfect holiday... Yeah, right.
Anyway, I haven't had that many funny looks today. But then again, it's still early. Plus, I had a VERY loud suitcase to drag along, so I'm guessing I need to wear a suit of armour to protect myself against all the looks I am going to get. Great. Absolutley fabulous. As if I need even more funny looks than I already get(!)
Bye Spring Harvest, bye Burger King, bye Rocky Roads and (thank goodness) bye Butlins!
See you all tomorrow, after I go back to school. Exam in 3 weeks. Joy(!)
Byee xx

"Heart Palpitations Like A Monkey's Bottom"

Today, I have rebelled against my normal routine and am writing this in my chalet room, rather than in the Skyline. And seeing as I am very keen on sticking to a schedule, I am not best pleased. But on the plus side, the only person I have to worry about judging me is Bethany, rather than random strangers. But on the down side, I don’t have a Costa Hot chocolate or even a Burger King Rocky Road. I feel incomplete blogging without it...
We went into Minehead today and I got heart palpitations like a monkey’s bottom. We had a mid-morning snack in The Creamery. It was gooood. But, I can't escape my paranoia, as I swear the guy behind the counter gave me the weirdest look. It kind of said "You really don't need that ice cream... it won't do you any favours... you really DON’T need any more flab around your tum...." and of course, this did make me feel bad whilst eating it. But that didn't last very long because it was too yummy and I gobbled it all up. (:
Yesterday, when I was snuggled up in bed reading, two people knocked on the door and asked for sugar. I was just like “We don’t really have much of anything...” and they were like “But don’t you have that pack with the sugar and coffee and stuff?” and I realised that we did and I felt very embarrassed. Plus, they gave me a funny look. Or maybe that’s just me... Nah, it was definitely a funny look.
Bethany is going to Skyline to talk to Jiril (AGAIN). Then we’re going to have dinner. Joy(!) Because Butlin’s food is like five stars. But hey, it’s free, I’m not complaining. OMG that’s like my dad. I am turning into my dad. Except without the really yucky beard. No offence dad.
Oh, and apparently I have to say that Jiril (or Jirileeyieeiya) is the most handsome almost-brother-in-law I could ever get. Except, I’m not going to lie so blatantly to people who trust me. Tbh with you, he is probably the ugliest twit of a almost-brother-in-law I could ever have. Not trying to be rude or anything... But it’s totally true... (Sorry Jiril. You need to face the facts. I mean, you really think you’re better looking than JUSTIN BIEBER?! Hah. Get real.) Oh, and also, remember to bring Russell to Hillsong sometime...
On the subject of Justin Bieber, I really should stop listening to his album. His songs are permanently going through my head. And I must admit, I am following him on Twitter. But his hair is just so shinyyy. And you just wanna squeeze him. Like a little cuddly teddy bear. A little cuddly teddy bear with THE most AMAZINGLY shiny hair EVER KNOWN to humankind. Not that I love him or anything... *cough cough*
Well. Last day of Spring Harvest tomorrow. Long journey home. Then school on Monday. My life just keeps getting better and better...(!)
Byee xx

Seeing through the pretence

So, here I am, in Skyline for the third time. I've eaten my Rocky Road and Bethany is actually here this time. Actually, she's kind of giving away my cool executive business-person act. It just looks like two sister messing about on a laptop. At least I'm not alone I suppose.
Except it's also different because we are in Burger King, right next to where eveeeerrryonnne walks. And anyone whio walks by can glance at this screen. At least in Costa it's almost private...
And the smell of wet dog just wafted in. It was gross. And there is an endless stream of people looking over my shoulder. If nothing else, writing this has shown me just how nosy some people can be.
Today we went to the beach, and it was FREEZING. I mean, I get cold easily and all, but I was wearing a tiny dress and no tights, so it was kinda even worse. We stuck it out for ages, and at one point I thought I was going to get peed on by a little yappy Jack Russell. I glared at it and it ran away. Otherwise if it was sucessful I would have sued. Eventually we gave up. And I am never going to a beach again. The sand stuck to my wet feet because I paddled in the very very cold water and then it's like rubbing them with sandpaper when you try to get it off. Euugh.
And as always, some teenagers walked past trying not to peer obviously, and the girls gave me dirty looks. Fab. They probably go to the Youth things and talk about me. I would be "that girl who is trying to look like she belongs with a laptop but she doesn't and we see right through her pretence". Not that many teenagers these days know big words like "pretence"... or in fact, small words like "is"...
And OMG, some kid is literally standing there staring. I glanced up and he was just looking right at me, and he didn't even try to look away when I saw him. Honestly, if you stare, at least try to be subtle about it.
Well, tomorrow is Day 5 at Spring Harvest, and chances are my last day to blog at the Skyline. It will be a sad, sad day.
Byee xx

One Crazy Phobia

Sitting alone again in Skyline whilst Bethany is getting the Rocky Roads and Hot chocolates. Yum. In fact, it’s starting to turn into a tradition. A guy with crazy hair just walked past and looked at me funny. How many times will this happen to me? Am I destined for a life with people looking at me like I don’t belong with a laptop? Old women diagonally trying not to stare whilst drinking their Costa, but failing miserably. Honestly. Some people. Even though I would usually be one of those people. Guilty as charged.
Although this weird phobia of people looking over my shoulder at what I’m typing, reading it and then concluding that I’m a twerp is getting very annoying. Maybe I shouldn’t do this in a public place. But on the other hand, interesting things only come to me where people can see me. Wish I could live in an invisible cloak like Harry Potter. Then I could type away and no one would feel the need to find out what I’m doing. I’m so paranoid.
My rocky road is here. Mmmm. But that also means that soon Bethany will be back and I have to stop looking like an executive business person and more like a skulky teenage fatty on holiday alone with her sister. Fabulous. That is exactly how I want youth to see me. Not that I have a problem with being embarrassed about Bethany, because I’m not, she’s young enough not bother me, and they might think she’s my cool cousin or something... Hopefully. And maybe they’ll think that actually I have many friends I just chose not to spend time with them. Obviously. I’m such a rebel.
Listening to Justin Bieber. Don’t think my obsession is healthy. Sure, there is all these girls “I want to marry him” etc. But deep does it ACTUALLY go? Hmm. Definatley something to ponder some more on. Anyways, see you tomorrow. Over and out. (: xx

The Laptop Thief

Sitting in Skyline, waiting for Bethany to bring the Rocky Road ice creams that Burger King do. They are very buff. Some older kids looked at me like I’m a freak, but I suppose I am just seemingly a 14 year old with a laptop. Which obviously, isn’t the case. Well, I am a 14 year old, and there is a laptop in front of me. BUT it’s not mine. Unfortunatley. Haha. It’s her boyfriend’s. Her boyfriend which she can’t last a day without speaking to. Oh well. That’s life I suppose. It’s quite sweet really.
Back to the laptop. I figured that I can’t sit there staring at it for hours or they will think that I am weirder than they already do. And now there’s another Butlins man walking up and down obviously thinking that I have stolen it or something. Wow, Butlin’s staff sure think the best of people. In fact, he’s probably gone to find a member of staff to confront me and tell me that they have called the cops. Or maybe that’s just my imagination.
I bet she has actually left me and run away to Florida or something. When she comes back, I’m gunna look stupid really. Think about the staff member who’s gunna come back to keep an eye on me and realise that actually I’m a stupid kid with my sister. Great. Not that I care what people think or anything...
She’s back... With my ice cream. Thanks Bethany (: