Summertime...

I arrived a while ago from Greece... yes, i am in sunny England. Having travelled for so many hours and being searched up to my ass by the clever airport staff-as if I looked like a bloody terrorist ready to blow the airport off!- i arrived at my home. finally, or i was about to scream my head off and then they would guard me for sure...

I had a lovely summer with my friends. Scorching my beautiful skin to the 50 degrees C, so that I can come back here and get dressed up like a bloody onion! Sitting here in my house, freezing my tits off, wondering what the hell am i doing back, I am thinking of my next move to keep myself entertained...Mmmm...
Unfortunately, during my gorgeous summer, I had a big fight with my ex, current friend, now unknown person. we stopped talking to eachother, and had another fight with a long lost acquaintance that i really liked. (but he was a bit of an arsehole mind...) So, Oppps, i did it again and so on... who gives a flying fuck at the end of the day? Its probably for the best as the ex was so immature I kept feeling like I was his mother and the other one was so fucking stupid I couldnt help but taking the piss out of him and trying purposefully to get on his nerves...at least I was doing something when I was bored...

But now what?

well...??(she winks)

I am sure the parties will start and i will be the first one there drinking up to my eyeballs, flirting like theres no tomorrow and no wonder getting up to some tricks showing everyone how to have a bloody good time...Hurray!!!

and so all the bad memories will be forgotten...