Rule No.31: There is always a reason why people are staring at you...

OMG I AM SO TIRED.

I came back from Italy at 7pm on Sunday to my newly painted bedroom, which was completely empty...I didn't even have curtains.

By 11.30pm it looked like this (I don't think I did too badly)...

Two days later it looked like this...

OK, that's shameful, but I haven't got home until 10pm for the past two nights and now it's midnight and I'm writing this. I NEED SLEEP.

Monday was actually a pretty good day apart from the mild depression when waking up to no Italian sunshine and pretty mountains. Oh, and my usual wind incident happened... Just as I was walking into my office my skirt completely blew up revealing my whole bum to the guy behind me, which unfortunately for me was a guy that worked on Men's Health who then got into the same lift as me. The phrase 'awkward silence' doesn't even come close to describing the situation. I don't think I have ever stared at my feet so much in my life.

After eating enough pasta in the past week to feed ten rugby teams for an entire year, I have decided I am going on a diet. I have read up about eating like a Scandinavian and I think I could do that. However, I couldn't find rye bread in my local Sainsbury's and thought soda bread would be the same. Apparently I was wrong. However, my lunch did look pretty healthy today.

I did consume a cookie and a bit of Toblerone after, but that's not the point.I still had healthy stuff beforehand.

I had a meeting in the afternoon, where as usual I left the office panicking that I was going to be late. I got so hot from rushing to the meeting that by the time I got to the offices my face looked like someone had squirted me with a water gun.

I couldn't help but notice that people were staring at me during my trek to the meeting. However, in my mad panic I didn't think to wonder why. It wasn't until I reached the reception desk at the offices that I thought to check what I looked like. Oh dear. My dress had unbuttoned down to belly button and my whole bra was on display to the world. Luckily, I was wearing a nice bra and not one of the 'should be white, but is grey and should never be seen' ones.

After my meeting I got a little lost...Note to self, always go the way you came and use breadcrumbs to guide you.

Although, getting lost did mean I got to see my mate Paul.

 I love Paul.

I'm sure you will have all been aware of the One Direction premiere last night. I'm not going to lie, I wish I had been there. My friend Jade got to go and she even got papped with Simon Cowell (kinda). She's the one with the massive grin.

If that was me (and I had some how been lucky enough to get a ticket) I would have probably fallen over just as the photo had been taken, so I think Jade did pretty well here.

I assure you though, if I had been there I would have NOT looked like the below. I mean, I love 1D, but come on this is just silly...

I think the only time I cried like that was when I was ridiculously hungover and the pub had ran out of pie & mash.

I'll leave you with the thought of my face at that current time.

x

Rule No. 21: Everyone has a dirty secret...

I have had over 4,500 views of my blog in 19 days, whaaaaat?!?! Therefore, without sounding like one of those crappy "I would like to thank my mum, my dad and especially God..." speeches, THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Before I started my blog, I read an article on The Guardian website with hints and tips to creating a successful blog (I had no idea how to do it). One of the tips was not to panic if your blog started to become successful, where they had classed successful as 1,000 views a month. When I read that, I genuinely thought 'I hope that one day I can get 1,000 views in a month'. How have I managed over four times that in less than a month?? Who bloody knows.

A special thank you to everyone that is sharing it on Facebook and Twitter. I haven't even had to force people at gun point to do that yet (to any policemen/policewomen out there, I do not own a gun. I do however own a nail file, which probably could cause a bit of damage if I tried really hard).

Anyway, onto today. I started reading a Roald Dahl book this morning, I've actually only read a couple of his books before. I was too obsessed with Jacqueline Wilson, Dick King-Smith, Enid Blyton and my Mega Drive (retro) when I was a child. Some would say I'm now a bit old for Roald Dahl and maybe I should try reading something of a higher calibre. However, I say screw you, the books are legendary. Today I've started on James and the Giant Peach. I must admit I did feel a little bit awkward on the tube this morning, I felt the same kind of way you would if you got on wearing a kids back pack. People looked confused, but at the same time were like 'fair play, you go for it'. And, I did go for it, I read four chapters and I'm going to read another four chapters in bed tonight. I am so wild.

On another note, I have been laughing all day thinking about a photo that my friend Kirsty got tagged in last night on Facebook. I was laughing so much at lunch that I had tears streaming down my face, and I sounded like Muttley from Wacky Races...

There can't be anything worse that getting tagged in a photo where you're generously helping yourself to a buffet. Especially when you didn't even know the photo was being taken.

Go on Kirsty, help yourself to another spring roll...

I now want spring rolls.

So today's rule... 'Everyone has a dirty secret', which they do, except me. I tell everyone everything (hence the blog). I can't help it, I feel like everyone needs to know everything about my life. I AM WHAT I AM. (I promise I won't tell anyone your secrets though, I am good at keeping those...most of the time).

I told a lie. I do have one little secret...

Welcome to the inside of my wardrobe:

I told you everyone has a secret. Mine happens to be ONE DIRECTION IN MY WARDROBE. Not the real One Direction, I wouldn't keep that a secret, I would definitely show off about that.



Night

x

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