I have got to stop agreeing to go away with my friends to the seaside for a week. This is the second year I've done it, and once again I am (unnecessarily, I'm sure) panicing that it's all going to go horribly wrong.

Horribly, horribly wrong.

Two days to go.

*meep*

Well, the horrifying wait is almost over. Tommorow i'm off to stay for a week with a group of my friends in a caravan. Isn't it funny how things seem like a good idea when they're months away but when it actually gets to the time you suddenly realise you were insane to ever agree to such a thing? Not only will i be one of only two girls there but i ( Read more... )