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I am Not Happy.

I walked through the door, sunburn and all, which I thought wasn't all that bad. Mum starts having a go at me "Why didn't you put any cream on?" (Oh, I'll just toddle home and put on the factor 30!) and then Dad says the immortal words: "What about the Leavers Do?"

Awwwwwwww SHIT. I have a strappy dress. I apologise for my language but fuckfuckfuckfuck. The lines are pretty bad. I can hope for low light levels, foundation and it'll sink, but Mum's about as useful as a chocolate kettle. "Oh, it'll go down." (She says this after informing me it'll take at least a week.) "We can put foundation on it!" "It'll be dark!"

I honestly think I might cry.

On the flip side, did actually have a very nice day and eventually got onto a train. Many new people and stuff. *huggles Iona, Hannah, Clare, Emily, Becca and Enid*

( Random Meme )

Ugh. I'm going to go and lie in a darkened room and avoid light of any description.

~Hathy_Col~

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Am less Not Happy now, since have actually sorted out sunburn in that I'm just gonna have to lump it. Ah well. Did actually have good day, lounging about on Chevasse (is that how you spell it?) and meeting rnadom new people and I KNOW I'm repeating myself now but oh well.

Quick plug: go and read loneraven's lj NOW. Glitter!Fic! Yay!

And I'll go and read fic now and drink more tea and eat some chocolate and pray I peel really quickly. Speaking of praying- did you find a religious person at any point? (This will make sense to no one but me. Maybe.)

~Hathy_Col~

P.S (What's Becca's LJ?)