
Wednesday, 30 December 2009
The day I ate beef...

The day we came home...

The day that should have been Tuesday...
The day that should have been Monday...

Sunday, 27 December 2009
The day I saw her...

The day we went to Devon...

Saturday, 26 December 2009
The day Celia was still in the box...

Thursday, 24 December 2009
The day we had champagne and variety cereal...

The day there was Turkey...

The day before Christmas...

1. Sarcastic. It is my fall back - an uncomfortable situation, or just any situation really, and I will be there with some wildly inappropriate quip.
2. Clumsy. My mother would completely agree, the first thing I did upon returning home was spill coleslaw all over (and under) the fridge.
3. Introspective. Of course...this one is pretty obvious, you just need to take a look at my blog for a few minutes to see that I spend a lot of time thinking about myself and my relationship with other people (hopefully more of the second one).
4. Happy. I really am happy, most of the time, and I have reason to be. It might not always be conveyed properly via my secrets but generally I am quite a happy person.
5. Insecure. I relate this one to bravery too, I don't think of myself as someone who is brave...although others who read this might argue otherwise. I hope I am growing and developing a fearlessness that could only serve to strengthen the quality of my secrets.
6. Deceptive. Despite being entirely honest with everyone I post on here (I have never posted a secret that was in any way untrue at that very moment) in my day to day life I lie all the time. Mostly just insignificant harmless lies to entertain myself and to confuse my friends - sometimes bigger lies but hopefully not big enough to hurt other people.
7. Lucky. This one applies more than any of the others. I consider myself to be lucky that I have such a great family and an amazing group of friends. I consider myself lucky for the positive feedback I have had for AI and for this award which, although a little bit late, is greatly appreciated.
So I hope that wasn't too dull to read. When I read blogs that other people write I am always fascinated to hear what they have to say about themselves and to find out a little bit more about each person. However, the format of my blog means that you already know more than enough about me, or at least I think so. Now I need to pass this award onto someone else...this is the really tricky part for me because I don't really know that many other bloggers and I don't read enough blogs to know what is good and what is not. So basically I would like to return this award to someone who has previously nominated me for one, Kelley Anne from http://kaleidoscopicrefrains.blogspot.com/. This is a really lovely blog, with incredible photos and really beautiful clothes. I hope you like it as much as I do. Enjoy!
Wednesday, 23 December 2009
The day I figured it out...

Tuesday, 22 December 2009
The day I actually unpacked...

Monday, 21 December 2009
The day you did it again...

Sunday, 20 December 2009
The day I unpacked...

The day I made decorations...

Saturday, 19 December 2009
The day it made me angry...

The day I came home...

Thursday, 17 December 2009
The day I went babysitting...

Wednesday, 16 December 2009
The day I went back to 189...
The day I wanted to...

The day I forgot, again...
Tuesday, 15 December 2009
The day after...


I totally forgot to show you my post secrets from Sunday. The first one is the one I have chosen to put as my background for the week. I often think about people who are an important part of my life now and wonder what role they will play in my future, if any. The second secret is one that speaks to me as someone who thinks about what my secrets mean all the time. I love the idea that they can take on different meanings, and hopfully cease to be secrets too. I am sorry this is so late, enjoy!
Sunday, 13 December 2009
The day I remembered I am Welsh...

Saturday, 12 December 2009
The day before it started again...

Friday, 11 December 2009
The day I had more sleep...

Wednesday, 9 December 2009
The day I really did lose my voice...

The day it got better...


Here are two of my birthday guest secrets left over from, well....almost a month and a half ago when I turned twenty (god how I hate saying that). They were very sweetly spread across my room and each secret has been made about me. They are totally awesome and I hope you like them too. My secret for today to follow, sorry it is late. Enjoy!
The day it started to get to me...
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
The day I couldn't post a secret...

The day it didn't happen...


Sunday, 6 December 2009
The day I worked all day...

Saturday, 5 December 2009
The day they arrived...

Friday, 4 December 2009
The day I moved away...

The day term ended....
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
The day I thought about the way you make me feel...

The day it ended...

Tuesday, 1 December 2009
The day I struggled...

The day I felt awful...
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