Midnight visit to the Doctor

Hey guys! So I am having an interesting night. I was at home, enjoying my dinner that my mum made, which was a nice change cause I've been having really bad headaches lately. So it's safe to say that I have been spending most of my time sleeping instead of revising.. Anyway, at dinner I was complaining about my ear which was annoying me cause it has been painful and itchy for weeks. Mum decided to have a look at my ear. Then she recoils in shock, as she apparently sees gross white stuff in my ear or something. Lovely..

So she rings 111 (for those non-British readers out there, it is like the emergancy number but not as extreme), and talks to some person for ages. Next thing I know I am being called into hospital immediately, even though it's almost midnight. I mean, I was about to go to bed and was already in my pjs. So then I got kind of freaked out cause they wanted to see me now instead of in the morning,even though the hospital is apparently at capacity, they said they were going to make room for me. So it was safe to say the I was really freaking out by then. 

I am then nervously sitting in the waiting room, which has an intense atmosphere, and people glaring at me. The bright fluorescent lighting which isn't helping the headache. It's then, that I notice the random hip hop music playing in the background. Not the kind of music I expected a 40-something year old receptionist to be listening to. The music hasn't helped either....I mean, where does she think she is? A Nightclub?

So now I am at home with ear drops in my ear. Turned out it was some wierd type of ear infection. Nothing to major. 

So that was my exciting night! Next time you go to doctor, make sure you don't mix it up with the nightclub! It will be the building with the really bright lights!

-Random Girl xx

Feeling left out

Hey guys! So I am going to talk about the most amazing person I have ever known, my mum. Tonight she got upset, as she felt left out in a conversation or something that she was having with my dad and brother. I guess being a Colombian women, living in the English countryside, far away from her friends and family would make someone feel left out. Or in her words, an "alien". I then went outside when I found out she was upset. You see, I understand how she feels. It's actually one if the main reasons for this blog. I have always felt left out in life. When we travelled, I had no permanent friends. When I got sick, I couldn't play with the ones I did have. When I was at my old school, everyone were a lot more "grown up" than me. Well as grown up as a thirteen year old can get. And here, I almost feel more grown up than them half the time.

Yet, no matter how left out I have felt in my life, my mum is the one person who always made me feel like I belonged. She was my bestfriend when I had no one else. She cared for me when I was sick, leaving little time for herself. She taught me to be myself, even when everyone wanted me to blend in and be like them. No matter what she is and will always be there for me. If she is an alien, then I am her baby alien. And I hope she knows that I will be there for her too. She gives me the hope that one day, someday, I will find a place, or a group of people, or even a person that I fully belong with. She is my inspiration, and I love her with all my heart. 

At times in life, everyone will feel left out. But remember there is probably an alien around who feels the same way. Just have hope.

- Random Girl xx

500

Hey everyone! As of right now I have 500 views! It may not be much compared to a lot of other blogs but it is a lot more than I ever expected.

Thank You For Reading!

-Random Girl xx

Family Favouritism

I freaking hate it here. Being at my grandmas sucks! And the only thing worse is that my cousin is here too. Frances and I have been competing for my grandmas attention our entire lives before we even knew it. It's not us that are actually competing. It's my grandmas favourtism that causes all the problems. It all began because the two of us are 5 days apart. And even as babies, my grandma had a favourite. And in case you hadn't noticed it's not me.

I heard a story that once my grandma and my mum went shopping. We had just arrived from Sailing in the Carribbean and I had no coats or jackets to keep me warm for the chilly British weather. By the way this was when I was about 2 years old. And every nice thing my mum found, my grandma took off her and said she was giving it to Frances. Who didn't need it by the way. Another time my grandma bought Frances a cute little onesie when we were babies and you know what I got? A devil costume. Literally. 

Ever since, without trying we have been I a competition for who has the best life. All I have heard for years from my grandma is-

"Frances is soo talented"

"Have you heard that Frances got excellent Grades"

"Frances did this amazing thing that one time" 

And blah blah blah.....

She constantly compared the two of us. And she never, ever talks about any of my accomplishments. Ever! Any time I try to tell her she just starts talking about Frances. It's horrible because I know I should be nice about my grandma as she is very old (97) and won't live much longer. But I'm just soo miserable here and it's only been an hour. I already feel like I wanna cry, and all I want to do is go home. I have no one to talk about this with either. 

My grandma also hasn't given me anything at all in 5 years. Do you know what she has given Frances in the last few weeks? A plane ticket, train tickets, paying her to visit, her university fees and a couple thousand pound piano!! I mean it's not about the money. It would just be nice to know that my grandma cared at all.. I mean even a card would have been nice! 

So let's hope I survive this stupid visit and hope that my grandma doesn't make too many comparisons between our lives. wish me luck! Can't wait for it to be over!

- Random Girl xx

Easter Travels

Hey Guys! So sorry I haven't posted anything in ages! School was hectic and then I've been travelling around the country a bit. I mean, I have packed and unpacked 6 times in just as many days! Where am I going? Well nowhere interesting really. Everyone is in nice exotic places and I'm stuck in windy, rainy England. Don't get me wrong. I love England but the weather is really a downer.

So I went to Exeter to visit my friend Kat, and then home. Train back awful. Bunch of little kids screaming at eachother and running up and down the aisle. I also had to sit next to a grumpy old man who kept elbowing me, which led to me being squished against the aisle of screaming kids and being hit my peoples suitcases. And then to top it off? When I finally got to the station, no one came to pick me up so I had to walk through town to find my mum.. And I have never walked from the station to town before so that was an interesting experience.

I then had a hectic day of driving lessons, physio and hairdressing appointments, followed by packing.. Again! I am currenty in the car for a 8 hour journey across the country with my family, casually listening to Backstreet Boys! For those of you who don't know who get are, you are missing out! I was obsessed with them when I was 3, so in 2000. Wow that was 15 years ago. That makes me feel old. The reason for this trip is to visit my grandma, who honestly none of us really want to go and see but all know it could be the last time. No one has out right said it but it's what we are all thinking. That's the only reason why I have let my family drag me on this trip. So now I'm going to have to go and deal with mice, and evil twin cousin (will explain later) and an old house that I am severely allergic to. 

Wish me luck! Hope you guys all have a better Easter weekend than me!

-Random Girl xx