The Splendour Of Paranoia.

Right I’m going to be pretty busy for the next view days, and the moments I do have free I’m going to leave to catch up on my american TV. But as its half term and I always vow to blog more during the holidays I will post today before saying “BYE” as Blair does here. 

Saturday I went to the gym after Misci and Juliet left and after we had made some amazing Red Velvet cupcakes (who knew they were so complicated to make, or that they required that amount of food dye) and I had my new personal trainer, who was as macho looking as they get and admitted to doing drugs and has a crazy amount of tattoos, but we bonded on the fact that he used to live in Thailand and our love for asia and after that the fact that he was a professional boxer named “The Panther” didn’t really bother me. As well as the fact he promised to beat anyone up for me and protect me and gave me his number ahhaha. 

Then I came home and chilled before going to Juliets for dinner. HER MUM IS A GODESS IN THE KITCHEN. And we had spanish omelette and apple crumble. Before getting a dvd and heading to mine for a sleepover. 

Sunday was possibly the most boring day of my life. I woke up and Juliet left and then I went to town, and spent a ridiculous amount of money on heels and clothes with Misci before dropping her home and spending the next 7 hours before bed, tearing my hair out with boredom. However I did watch the BAFTAS which are always a lovely event. 

…and now as if following some routine, I’m off back to have a session with Peter at the gym, my only worry: is that my arms appear paralysed and haven’t recovered from our last session!

(Source: whenhumphreymetwaldorf)