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Night time ramble So it's almost 12:30 and I'm not in bed yet. I am in Loughborough again. I'm going back to Manc tomorrow. Night time probably is both my favourite time and dreaded time. It is my favourite because I am away from the mass, in my sanctuary. I dread it because thoughts that usually would not come to my mind rear their ugly heads. Night time to me signifies a time to reflect, think back on what we did during the day, to figure out if we made any mistakes and, if so, how to learn from it in order to prevent a repetition of it. So tonight, as I was getting ready for bed, I began to think of my high school days, my friends and where we all are in our lives. Some of us are married, some doing Masters or working full time. Some might be living the high life, while others are struggling to feed themselves. I have lost contact with many of my friends. That's a shameful discovery I made a while back. Then I remembered how me and a very good friend of mine used to say we'd live together like sisters. Funnily enough I received a message from her during that time. She was asking me if I wanted to live together with her. Those memories seemed to burst forth. It was almost as if my subconscious mind had been blocking those. A wave of nostalgia hit me and I thought I was going to lose my self composure and cry (something, I admit, I never do). Do you ever have face times like these? During the night do you think about your past or your mistakes/achievements?
12 мая 2013 г.
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Parents DO surprise you... Hi everyone, Hope you are all doing well. So this weekend has been quite a strange one. Friday evening mum came round to spend the weekend with me as I was feeling a bit poorly. Nothing majored happened except I found out that my friend's sister-in-law had a little girl. So after an uneventful Saturday morning me, my mum and a couple of my mum's friend went over to see the baby. Now I was a bit upset because I hadn't seen dad for a long time and I had really wanted to spend some time with both my parents as I WILL be neglecting them temporarily for the next few weeks until the end of June. So there I was with the other ladies cooing over the little one when the bell rings..... And in comes my dad..... O.O Now there had been hints that I had failed to pick up, like my mum's expression when she was telling me that dad couldn't make it, or the fact that all the other guests minus only one aunt kept giggling like a bunch of school girls every couple of minutes or that dad was calling mum a little too often (and trust me he NEVER does that). So he walks in and my first impression was shock.... I mean I literally thought I was seeing my dad's ghost (it's not that hard to imagine as he is VEEERY fair and to top it off his hair, beard and mustache are white). Have you ever been on a rollercoaster? Think about that moment just before the rollercoaster goes down from an extremely high point..... and then it goes down..... that absolutely horrid, stomach lurching feeling you get with your heart beating faster than a runaway train..... Let's just say that feeling is still there.... and my parents are already in bed in good ol' Hahahaborough. So my advice to you is this..... Don't take your parents word at face ALL the time.... they might just end up surprising you.... to the point of a heart attack..... Which is now making me wonder what kind of mind tricks have my parents been using on me all my life..... Let's give a huge round of applause to our parents and their mind-boggling skills and all our love to them as well as one day they may need our hands to help them walk, just like they have been doing since the day we were born. Mummy, Daddy love you both! ^^ Goodnight everyone! ^^
28 апреля 2013 г.
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Hop away Easter Holidays Ok so my Korean is so bad I might end up offending people so I shall not try to write in Korean until I get a better grasp of the language. So Easter has gone.... When did it start? Seriously it went by so fast it feels like we skipped it altogether. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday. Now most holidays in the past involved a few get togethers with ol' friends however because my parents were missing "OH-SO-MUCH" I decided to spend 2 weeks in Loughborough. Now I don't know what the weather was like in Manchester during that time but over there it felt like North Pole in the winter.............. So 2 weeks go by and then I got that moment of weakness from not having to wash my own socks or cook for myself after a long, tiring, endless (need I go on...) day in lectures and the library and told my parents I wished to stay for another week o.O Now I am the only daughter and the youngest and so from the very beginning my parents did not want to let me live independently. Now you're probably thinking 'So, all parents do that!' But my parents (bless their queer hearts) take it to the next level. I live in student accommodation so I don't have enough for some of the, erm, items my mum got me. And I'm pretty sure I can find superdrug or boots easily so packing 4 bottles of lotion and 3 pots of nivea cream is a little, well, EXTREME (my older brother couldn't stop laughing at my- I'm guessing- expression) So anyways when I told mum and dad that I would stay for another week their reactions were......... Well mum did a jig and dad started ordering Chinese food (my favourite). So why have I rambled on about this??? Frankly........... I have no clue. I just wanted to ramble. If you can find a moral to this let me know......... -_- All the best
15 апреля 2013 г.
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