May 2011
I’m sitting waiting at the airport right now. My flight is at 7:10am. My stomach feels so tight and I can feel that nerves are going to get the better of me today. It’s my pre- ops examination… Consisting of a ton of blood tests, in which I will look like I’m a huge druggy by the end of it all, loads of tests on my heart, etc… Asdfghjkl!
I’d do anything to be in my bed right now. ANYTHING.
It looked pretty?
:D
Yayyy! I’m really, really not, but thank you!
Wahoooooo!
I’m lost. You’ve pushed me to lose myself in a sea of unknown emotions. I don’t even know what to say anymore. I feel empty, I feel numb.

Strange people knocking on our door, asking if they can come stand on the balcony, so that they can take pictures.
MUM SHOULD SAY YES AND CHARGE THEM A £5 ENTRY FEE!
Usually when I look out of my bedroom window I will see green hills, and the road that passes through the village.
I just looked out, and a hoard of sweaty, hairy bikers have accumulated. We live right on the TT course, on one of the best spots to come watch the bikes - BALLAUGH BRIDGE. We have a balcony that looks right on to it.