I love the way you Lie…
So, i am once again back in the shitty UK. Yay, do you love my enthusiasm? Yep, i want to go there next year, gonna have to start saving up, and finding recruits to go with me. Maybe, a little earlier in the year though, slightly too hot to be honest. Theres nothing hotter than watching your dad sweating like a bitch, while he is reading, and complaining that its too hot. Me, yeah it was a little hot, and the humidity did ridiculous things with my hair. I have been back around over a week now, slept for most of the first as I came back in the morning , didn’t really sleep much that night on the plane or in the airport, and then the previous night i went out to a club with the animation team and had 4 hours sleep that night.
So anyway back to my holiday story, it took us like ages to get to the airport, my mums friends was taking us and for some reason we didn’t take the motorway up there (even though it was a sunday, and would be practically empty). Finally, after like ages we got to the airport, looked up at the screens while we were checking in and it said that the flight was gonna be two hours late. :( Why does this happen to me? Got up to the desk and the flight was nearly full, which meant me and my brother got sat at the front of the plane with some randomers, and my parents were at the back, with free extra leg-room.
Got to the hotel, eventully after another bus ride, crawled into bed for two hours. Then we got back up and went to breakfast (probably like zombies).
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you know what right now im not really in the mood, to carry on writing. If i see you you might be able to force some stories, out of me. but for now,
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the quick version: it was hot, swam alot. the sand on the beach burnt my feet. Went shopping, and brought back official fake turkish clothes. Met a waiter, ho wanted to take me out, i was at one entrance, he meant the other. saw him two days later, and the night i left i gave him a not with my name and email on….still havnt had an email. Did a bit of belly-dancing and normal dancing, ate alot of random food, and drank alot. I also got named the fanta girl, but after i while i moved to sprite to surprise the bar-man. By the end the waiters saved our usual table for us, and like everyone stopped working when we walked in and just watched us for some reason.
You wanna know something weird? I’ve been like dying to move to the UK lately! I dunno why, I just want to move to London! haha
Haha despite the hotness and the delayed flight it sounds like it was fun! I like how you got official fake Turkish clothing too! lol That’s unfortunate that you went to the wrong entrance though! That waiter could’ve been “the one!” haha jk. Hope you get to go a bit earlier next time so it’s not as hot.
Glad you’re back!
Haha you need a commenting system on Cheeky Smile!
Awwwwww! Fay! I love that you’re my host! I wouldn’t want anyone else in the world!
Ahaha, thank you! ” *swoon** >> english top marks” Your comment to my Danny Jones background, is absolutely correct! HE IS SO HOT. Or in British terms, he’s so fit!
Oh! And I’m starting to learn all these British sayings and what not because I’ve been really getting into a lot of British music lately like a lot of bands so I’ll watch videos and whatnot and I’ll just pick up on these sayings and I’ve been saying them a lot lately and I feel like I’m you! haha I wish! 
Aww, that was sweet and no! Your resources will be great! Mine are just in massive amounts! lol Good luck getting everything on the site done! I’m off to see some college guys!
=\ Doesn’t sound like you had a great holiday… I hate hot weathers that makes you sweat like right after you get out of the showers -.- Anyways, it’s great that you swam a lot since it’s a perfect thing to do with that kind of weather.
Better holiday next time =)