i miss my mum and dad :-(

It's funny the things that remind me of my parents. Like when I wake up in the morning and feel my eyes glued shut with sleep, and wish my dad would pop his head in the door and say "should I get you a warm face cloth to help you wake up sweetie?"; when I'm trying to eat an orange and basically just mashing it with juice dribbling everywhere and wish my mum was there to cut it into bite-sized pieces for me; when I'm trying to fry sausages and they're all sticking to the bottom of the pan, and I wish my dad would just do it; when I'm out and about and have a snivelly nose and wish my mum had forced me to take a hankercheif that morning... Even the little things I wish I could just share with them, like how well I peeled all the scraggy white bits from my mandarin or about an awesome car I just saw.
I have no conclusion to this post, this is all.

the scots are calling...

oh, how they are calling! I am starting to plan the trip my BFF Stella and I are taking up North in a couple of months - can't wait! It is seriously going to be off the hook - 3 days in london, a couple in Swansea, Liverpool, Manchester, lakes district, glasgow, inverness, edinburgh, and whatever we feel like on the way! We're armed with a crazy checklist of things to do, a couple of cameras, and bus tickets... Good times ahead I do believe.

making myself at home..

really starting to miss NZ home now - Uni is getting very difficult and money is tight, so travel is virtually non-existant and pub trips are minimal. Tonight I am relaxing with a facial mask from Rotorua's famous geothermal mud pools, it's gooood but I think if I left my room my flatmates would be somewhat alarmed!