Dearest bloggers.
First off, I'm ill. And I'm not even a hypochondriac, because I'm not. It's just that I am ill and it's summer (which, might I add, is uncharacteristically hot that it's not even funny anymore), so it's not particularly ideal. Do I sound ratty? I feel ratty. Not only that, but my hayfever is flaring up again and no amount of loratadine will protect my eyes from becoming all red and blotchy. I tried eye drops the other day, I have officially caught Rachel Green disease (Friends reference, if you didn't get that).
Anywho, despite much blowing my nose off and sniffling and coughing, I do have some good news. I had the last GCSEs that I will have this year (Chemistry, Physics and Biology) on Monday. The relief is so overwhelming that I want to hug all of you, but I won't in case I infect you all with my horrible pathogens. Yeah, I'm contagious, in the truest sense of the word.
I also had a magnificent weekend, despite my failing immune system. I chilled out on Friday and then I went out in the afternoon on Saturday with some family friends. We went to Pizza Express and I had a goats' cheese, spinach and cameralised onion pizza and then a caramel sundae thing, it was very yummy. I got back at about nine, but then my mother, sister and I went on an adventure with some more of our friends and we stayed out until like one a.m., I love my family!
And seeing as I didn't want to be boring and do an all text post (because words are like, so overrated), here's a photo of the lovely Louis Vuitton wallet that my mum's friend gave her since she never used it. My mother is besotted with it and I'm happy because I get to share it with her!
Also a few photos of me whilst I was bored at home (before the dreaded illness kicked in)!
Currently, I have English coursework to do, but it's not too bad. Thanks for all the lovely comments on my review, by the way, they've been included in my coursework (no need for any panicked faces!) so all is good. I'm going on holiday soon after school ends (23 days!) so yeah, all is good. Life is pretty good if I don't factor in the illness and the hot weather. I hope everyone else is having a lovely summer and enjoying the hot weather instead of being a moody grouch like myself. I promise I'll be back to normal soon enough. Gonna try and have me a nice week, read some books and chill out and then I'm off to a celebratory sleepover on Friday with my friends.
Happy blogging and have a great week!
Chloe xxx
P.S. This post is sort of a dedication to the lovely, lovely, lovely Sarah Starlight (AKA Sarah Fennell, AKA coolest, most inspirational girl in the entire world) at Austentatious Memoirs. She is honestly the most eloquent, articulate person I know and she is a sweetheart. Check out her Literary Hideaway post, because it's a crime not to.
P.P.S. The title of the post is sort of the song which is keeping me alive (not literally, obviously), because I want to remind myself that I am a rock. Rocks are cool and I want to be a rock, because I'm pretty sure that rocks are healthy and don't get ill. Also, Simon & Garfunkel rock. I'm off for some Vitamin C, water and a box of tissues. How much more quintessentially ill do I want to get? I know.
First off, I'm ill. And I'm not even a hypochondriac, because I'm not. It's just that I am ill and it's summer (which, might I add, is uncharacteristically hot that it's not even funny anymore), so it's not particularly ideal. Do I sound ratty? I feel ratty. Not only that, but my hayfever is flaring up again and no amount of loratadine will protect my eyes from becoming all red and blotchy. I tried eye drops the other day, I have officially caught Rachel Green disease (Friends reference, if you didn't get that).
Anywho, despite much blowing my nose off and sniffling and coughing, I do have some good news. I had the last GCSEs that I will have this year (Chemistry, Physics and Biology) on Monday. The relief is so overwhelming that I want to hug all of you, but I won't in case I infect you all with my horrible pathogens. Yeah, I'm contagious, in the truest sense of the word.
I also had a magnificent weekend, despite my failing immune system. I chilled out on Friday and then I went out in the afternoon on Saturday with some family friends. We went to Pizza Express and I had a goats' cheese, spinach and cameralised onion pizza and then a caramel sundae thing, it was very yummy. I got back at about nine, but then my mother, sister and I went on an adventure with some more of our friends and we stayed out until like one a.m., I love my family!
And seeing as I didn't want to be boring and do an all text post (because words are like, so overrated), here's a photo of the lovely Louis Vuitton wallet that my mum's friend gave her since she never used it. My mother is besotted with it and I'm happy because I get to share it with her!
Also a few photos of me whilst I was bored at home (before the dreaded illness kicked in)!
Currently, I have English coursework to do, but it's not too bad. Thanks for all the lovely comments on my review, by the way, they've been included in my coursework (no need for any panicked faces!) so all is good. I'm going on holiday soon after school ends (23 days!) so yeah, all is good. Life is pretty good if I don't factor in the illness and the hot weather. I hope everyone else is having a lovely summer and enjoying the hot weather instead of being a moody grouch like myself. I promise I'll be back to normal soon enough. Gonna try and have me a nice week, read some books and chill out and then I'm off to a celebratory sleepover on Friday with my friends.
Happy blogging and have a great week!
Chloe xxx
P.S. This post is sort of a dedication to the lovely, lovely, lovely Sarah Starlight (AKA Sarah Fennell, AKA coolest, most inspirational girl in the entire world) at Austentatious Memoirs. She is honestly the most eloquent, articulate person I know and she is a sweetheart. Check out her Literary Hideaway post, because it's a crime not to.
P.P.S. The title of the post is sort of the song which is keeping me alive (not literally, obviously), because I want to remind myself that I am a rock. Rocks are cool and I want to be a rock, because I'm pretty sure that rocks are healthy and don't get ill. Also, Simon & Garfunkel rock. I'm off for some Vitamin C, water and a box of tissues. How much more quintessentially ill do I want to get? I know.