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OK people, I am officially moving! My room is taken up by two boxes, one for stuff I am also taking to Uni and one for Non - Uni stuff. It is so hard to decide what I wanna take.
Anyway, I shall be moving to a place far far away called Wiltshire, and I am very near StoneHenge. So anyway, I shall expect you all to phone me saying "Hey, I really wanna see that historic monument known as Stone Henge, could I possibly come and stay with you in the holidays as well?"
In return, expect a phonecall form me saying "Please, i really need to hang out with friends other than my cousins. Can I come to Watford and sleep at your house for a night?"
So there we go. I shall be moving to 32 Stone Close, Winterslow on friday. This road shall henceforth be known as Wisteria Lane, because like in Desperate Housewives it is perfect, with neatly trimmed lawns, immaculate hedges, clean cars, good little children playing football in the street and housewives dressed in two-pieces and pearls arranging coffee mornings.
I wish I was joking.
They are gonna get a shock when we move in. My dirty car. An enormous and noisy dog. My sometimes very vocal sister. My Dad "Pruning" the bushes then leaving the debris on the lawn for days...
We shall be popular.
Anyway, I shall be moving to a place far far away called Wiltshire, and I am very near StoneHenge. So anyway, I shall expect you all to phone me saying "Hey, I really wanna see that historic monument known as Stone Henge, could I possibly come and stay with you in the holidays as well?"
In return, expect a phonecall form me saying "Please, i really need to hang out with friends other than my cousins. Can I come to Watford and sleep at your house for a night?"
So there we go. I shall be moving to 32 Stone Close, Winterslow on friday. This road shall henceforth be known as Wisteria Lane, because like in Desperate Housewives it is perfect, with neatly trimmed lawns, immaculate hedges, clean cars, good little children playing football in the street and housewives dressed in two-pieces and pearls arranging coffee mornings.
I wish I was joking.
They are gonna get a shock when we move in. My dirty car. An enormous and noisy dog. My sometimes very vocal sister. My Dad "Pruning" the bushes then leaving the debris on the lawn for days...
We shall be popular.