Monday, 31 August 2009

I have no recollection of anything after everyone left (minus Kyle, Kirsty, Dan & Mark)

It was a good night, & I really want to get the pictures up.
However.. I had my phone on the couch taking pictures of us all.. Then I alledgedly disappeared for an hour to the toilet and Jemma had to shift me because people needed the toilet, and then that is whene I was sick, everywhere.
I can't find my phone, and it's going straight to voicemail.. Not ringing.
It's bugging me now!!

No more drinks for a while I think..

Sunday, 30 August 2009


is my party..
I'm looking forward to a few of the outfits!!

Saturday, 22 August 2009

The annoying sound..

I'll be tapping my fingers on a surface..
For a month!!..
Wednesday the 23rd of september..
I'm nervous..
in an excited way!!

Friday, 21 August 2009

Slippery When Wet

I do love Bolton/Smithills when it's raining yet sunny..

Thursday, 20 August 2009

Just A Quick One..

To say that the most amazing person had lost everything to him in the early hours of this morning.
He popped in to see me this morning and beckoned me over to him, I was just about to make a phone call, but I held it off..
"My Wife died this morning" and he sat down and burst into tears, blew his nose and wiped his eyes.
I was genuinely shocked and upset at the fact he was heartbroken.
I went to sort out his things and had to compose myself I was that upset.

I sent him a card this afternoon.

It's amazing how someone you've never met, can make an impact on you. I never met his wife, but dealt with her things..

She seemed an amazing person.

She would've been 78 on the 28th..

I'm going to get a price for the image, on the last post, in colour. I'm looking forward to it.

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

I want my money for this..

Not the cushion, but the pattern on it.
For my birthday please.
On my arm..

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

Open up my medicine chest..

I don't want to grow up..

I dont wanna have to shout it out
I dont want my hair to fall out
I dont wanna be filled with doubt
I dont wanna be a good boy scout
I dont wanna have to learn to count
I dont wanna have the biggest amount
I dont wanna grow up..

Monday, 17 August 2009

10 days..

I don't know how I feel lately..
I do know one thing though. I'm exhausted. It's been hard going back after a month of (technical) freedom.

Going back has proven more different than what I thought. I still enjoy it, but there's something there that's stopping me doing my absolute best. I think it's the fact I know I'm not wanted there? Maybe. Well. Just by one maybe two. I can't stand the over nice-ness, constant questionning.. But I suppose it's part of the routine, which I'm finding hard to roll back in to.


So much is happening lately.. & so fast.
It's interesting.

10days until I become "Rachael" and must grow up..



Sunday, 16 August 2009


it would be time to post a little something..

Markus let me cut AND straighten his hair this afternoon.. It was sooooooo much fun & I think it's turned out pretty okay.. He seems to think so.. Photographis evidence appears on my facebook ;)

Last night was a totally different story.. I was having Soooooo Much fun with everyone over.. and then.. We pretended that Scott had something in his hair & on his face..
Ho Ho Ho.. It was hilarious!!
And "Who's next?!!" Ahhh.. I don't think I've laughed as much as I have done last night & today..

However.. Mother should be back at home tomorrow, but she has to wait to for the A-OK :)

Sunday, 9 August 2009

Start Over..

I'm starting from scratch.. Just incase.
A clean slate. A fresh start.
Here I come.. Ready or not.