ice skating

i went ice skating, it was so much fun, even more fun than i remebered!i havnt been in too many years to count.
and yes i fell! TWICE! and it hurt, oh so bad but falling is part of the fun!the first time i fell within minutes of descending upon the ice, ryt on my bottom, but lucky for me it was a cushioned fall, so not to bad, but my hands hurt alot!
second time was completely not my fault, was helping one of the cuzins to skate and gave her strict instructions that if she were to fall she must, i repeat MUST let go of my hand and not take me down with her!this was not a war situation i felt no need to try and save her at my own risk!
but did she listen? no!
she fell flat on her back and while i was trying not to fall backwards with her lent foward and lost my balance and lay on my face!
ah the site! but agen all a part of the fun!
anyway so i started to get confindent and decided i was no longer in the mood for a nice lazy skate but was gunna turn my self into an olympic ice skating sprinter!it was great i felt like i was flying....flying...and then bang straight into the wall!im still trying to breathe properly!
anyway my dear friends if that wasnt enough excitement for the day spent the night at my cuzins house with a whole bunch of other cuzins and at 2 in the morning decided to revisit my gymnast days!
yes i attemted to do the splits!OUCH! but oh no not just once but four times, and actually im quite good, i get really close to the floor. i followe tht near succes by trying to prove to my dear family that i couldt still go from standing in to a crab!
the results of all the tom foolery is that i can no longer walk up or down stairs without doubling over in intense pain. standing or sitting isnt too easy either!

now onto the sad section of my blog!

my parents have gone to bangladesh!they deicded last week, booked their tickets and have scapered!having a fab time, (not that i begrudge their happiness, i just wish they could have included me into their plans is all)

easter in practically over!i have to go bak to smelly manchetser!oh how the depression begins to weave its way into my veins

i hereby re-title this blog
memoirs of a wandering soul