[Edited] Hey, thanks to everyone for the kind comments. I'm going to hide them and I've edited out the personal stuff because frankly I don't want certain people reading this. Thanks again guys!

I'm feeling deep. Deep as a tube of Smarties. So I shall recite Banksy!

Only when the last tree has been cut down,
The last river has dried to a trickle
Will man finally realize
That we cannot eat money
And reciting old proverbs
Makes you sound like a Twat.

If you don't know Banksy's work, shame on you - look it up! My sister's trying to track him down to sign something to flog for her music charity, but it's difficult because no one knows who the smeg he is. XD

I had a great time in St Andrews last week. It was bloody scorching too! Only 30C, but news was reporting that it would feel like 50C in the direct sunlight, which I can confirm. Think I have sunstroke lol! I did my usual stint of wandering around and chatting to strangers. Met this fantastic guy called John (who looks/sounds a bit like Richard Attenborough). He has the most beautiful cottage that he showed me and my mates around - half of it was built in the 1700s, the other half was built in the 1600s. Mental! And it had a lovely little secret garden tucked away at the back. His cottage was full of the kind of knick-knacks you might find in Edward's home. John plays the French horn so he had horns all over the house, including an ancient one made from bone which he got from an archaeological dig. When he blew on it, I felt ready for BATTLE baby!

Later Quay, Nickie and my boyfriend's wee brother went and sunbathed/crashed out under a tree in the ruins of the Cathedral (lounging on dead folk - niiiiice).

The beach party later (with midnight bonfire) WAS ACE! The beach party went on all night with around about 60 odd people there. There was one lovely Italian guy, Rocko, who had missed his flight from Edinburgh to Italy the previous day so he came to St Andrews because he was a photographer and had heard that sunrise was beautiful there (which it is!). Mostly chatted to him between short making-out-with-bf-on-a-rock stints. I love meeting random people and just chatting, and finding out about their lives (specially if they're interesting lives!). Plus, he was a sexy Italian, what's to complain about? Haha! And we've been invited to crash at his flat in Florence - PARTY! Bonus!

More adventures are waiting to be had! The Buachaille is demanding to be climbed!



May 9th Re-Fredding Day -

DBZ: The Jeice Club -

Five Years Post Deathly Hallows: Fred is a ghost with a curse on his head. Now in order to save his soul, the twins must solve a series of murder mysteries that will lead them to a dangerous secret stretching deep into the vault of the Founders' history. Fred W. x OC, George W. x Luna :: [link]