Getting Used To It (Blogging That Is)

So, I'm sitting here in my PJs on my laptop thinking hmmm, how can I spend the rest of the summer hols??
But I don't have any answers for that yet, so maybe you guys can comment with suggestions?
So a bit about me, I am sixteen and live in the UK (but that is not short for Ukraine), and I'm not telling you any more than that, in case some randomer gets it into their head to come visit me and demand cups of sugar or something. I am a girl, and enjoy clothes and such, however I do not usually wear any kind of make up, I do not, and never will, have my ears or anywhere else pierced, I find tattoos vile, I like neon in general, I am amused by normal things such as people eating cereal on TV (The Vampire Diaries for that one), cash and carry stores, miniature things like small bins, spoons and cheese graters, and I have an extraordinarily active imagination, and adore all animals, even spiders and that supposedly ugly blob fish just recently discovered. However, I am not a big fan of dogs, especially when they are large and excitable (ferocious, more like).

OK I admit it. I was recommended by a friend called Clive to start a blog, but I have no idea what to actually write! Maybe I should just do it like a diary, as I used to write a journal, however, I will be a bit more careful about what I write, because the contents of my journals could get half of my class at school arrested, and the other half would never speak to me again. But that is beside the point. Even though there really isn't as point. Maybe I should just write when I have more to tell!

I have just remembered a major characteristic of me! I love bags! Handbags that is, I have over thirty, all colour coded and hung up in my wardrobe! I am currently on the lookout for an orange bag, and a green bag, because I don't have ones of those colours yet. My most recent acquisition is a red bag with changeable strap length, two main compartments, a back zipped pocket, a back key pocket, an inside zipped pocket, and inside phone pocket, an inside what I like to call train-ticket-pocket (they fit perfectly) and a flap over magnetic press stud clasp, which often gets in the way when opening the bag. However, it is fantastic! And it was in the sale, so it was only a tenner, from The Edinburgh Woollen Mill (which is not just located in Edinburgh, contrary to popular myth. I can't imagine where that rumour came from). A great buy, and a welcomed addition to my bag family.

Oh gosh, I do seem to be rambling don't I? Bye for now, but I'm going to be a bit busy for a while, but I'll write as soon as possible.

Oh and PS, check out my amazing banner! Fish fingers and custard, the milky fishy treat!


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Just Starting Out

So, guess what? I'm starting a blog. That's right, I have finally got round to adding this site to the ever growing and rather large list of sites I am signed up for. But I have a positive attitude to this one. I am writing a book, so thought blogging would be a good way to add to my writing experience, as well as telling everyone about my weird and wacky life.

So currently, I am witnessing how much emotional turmoil people go through when preparing for a holiday! It's ridiculous! Excuse me while I go and let my cat in! My cat is called Rolo, and is fat and grumpy, but I love him more than anything in the whole world. Even more than my human family. He runs like a badger, walks on fences as well as a badger, and is roughly built like a badger, so you can probably see why I think he is part badger.
My other cat, Wispa, is a fluffy little thing my family and I like to call Squizzer. Why is this you may ask? Because her tail is so bushy you could lose a barbeque in there. She often walk around with it sticking up in the air, not so much different from a submarine's periscope only far hairier. So they are my resident animals, unless you count my little seven year old brother, which I sometimes do.

So where was I? Oh yes, holiday panicking. Washing, tumble drying and ironing is worried over more than usual, and lists of things to do, things to pack and things to tape on the Sky+ Box go flying about like those little bits of paper they throw down on the final of the X Factor. Not to mention packing. Well, I was sensible, got everything I could packed at once a few days beforehand, then ticked them off on my pre-made laser-printed colour-coded list (I only have one list, mwhaha!) and then washed/ironed what was left. Also doing this makes you aware of what you need to buy before the holiday, as well as what library books need renewing, so a quick trip into town for shaving foam and renewing chunks of bound paper. All sorted, Zoe is a genius!

I have to go and help get the dinner ready now, so speak soon!