Unbelievable. I'm here posting again after only one day - wonders will never cease. Don't worry, this definitely won't be as long as yesterday's post; you can't cram all that much crap's worth into twenty four hours. And trust me, I'm just as thankful as you are for that. My arms haven't quite recovered yet.
But I feel like writing, and who better to listen than my long suffering blog? As Zoe pointed out yesterday, there is nobody better than a blog or a diary to listen to your celebrations or complaints; a blog is never bored, will never judge you, and will always be happy to hear what you have to say. Its mere purpose in existing is to absorb the happenings of your mind and, if you wish it so, to share them with others. It almost makes the Internet seem a friendly place, does it not?
The title of this blog post is a line from the chorus of my song, by the way, as everyone reading this will probably already know. The song has got such a great reception - I never expected this much love for it. It's so amazing how much people seem to like it!
So today was our epic picnic - and it was so much fun. We all met up at my mum's other house since it looked like rain and we didn't feel like risking it. It did rain actually - heavily - and Lauren and I went out and danced in it and got suitably soaked. I actually tripped over a step and went plunging into a bush... very smooth. Still, then we all ended up dancing like a load of knobs (or 'hobknobs', as we've become known to each other) and it was all rather hilarious. I'll probably write more on this in the future but I just can't be bothered right now... the urge to write abruptly disappeared an hour or so ago. Still.
It's strange how spending money is so much easier in a foreign currency. I mean it's obviously because you're not so aware of the value, but even so, it's quite drastic how much more I spend on holiday than when I'm at home.
More soon,
(Promise.)
Molly x
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