Family meetup, Charades and Loud Music..

Today was that family thing we do every year at Grandma’s. It was really fun, nice to see the cousins and all that, we had a good laugh playing Chrades.. Martin was acting out the word ‘obscure’ for absolutely ages until I managed to put ‘BobManure’ into a word with some significance. I think there was no one happier than Martin when I finally got it.

There was SO MUCH food. It just didn’t stop coming. I don’t think I can eat for a week now.


I really should sleep soon.. or try.


Christmas day 2013

I am writing to you from my new shiny laptop, which I am very lucky to have! 🙂

I also got a new pink toilet seat – partly as a joke because I always use my parents’ bathroom rather than my own.

I got lots of other stuff too, I’ve been incredibly spoilt.

This year is the first Christmas that as a family we opened our presents Christmas morning, not at 6pm or boxing day which until recently we did. I felt like opening them at 9.30 was FAR too early, but it was great and we even had smoked salmon and scrambled egg on toast!

This Christmas has also been a really, really good one ( so far, I don’t want to speak too soon! ) literally the best I can remember. Its the first year we haven’t done food at the pub and working on the bar isn’t that bad – to be honest working Christmas day is never bad but  got lots of tips and it was kinda chilled.

Last year, Nanna passed  away and although its really sad not seeing her today I know nothing can make this Christmas worse than last year. The year before that, we spent most of the day in the hospital with Amy after her bandage slipped from an ear operation and then we had to go home and work and by the end of it we were pooped!

All in all, today’s been great so far; I’ve eaten an entire box of chocolates and I’m still excited for a  HUGE turkey roast dinner! I think we’re going to watch the movies I bought mum for Christmas, too.

I cant wait to spend new year with all my friends!

No light no light

On one hand, I love looking through all the old photos I have and smiling to myself, remembering all the fun that was had that day as the memories that had been forgotten make themselves known again. I laugh like I did when things actually happened, for example, the video of Sarah’s dance to the moulin rouge song at becca’s house probably makes me laugh more now than it did when it happened. Playing UNO and charades at Lucy’s house, crying at the notebook and the summer film days at my house and the incredibly girly sleepovers with Chinese takeaways and timeout bars that we had almost every weekend during exam season. Or when I look at the photo of when I wrote ‘I love Michaela’ on Harvey’s arm in year nine and he wrote ‘I love Harvey’ on mine and it lead me to remember the time in school when I really, really liked him through a lot of school and the time he jokingly asked me for a fork from the canteen, so I got him one and in return he stole me a spoon. Little things like that. That make me smile . Then there are things for example like before, I happened to notice the red gummy bear Harvey named ‘Gertrude’ last Christmas was still sitting on my shelf. Sticky and covered in dust.. I forgot I kept it. Or the photo of us with candy-floss mustaches that we took at the circus, that is still in my locket that He gave me. I forgot about the time he burnt me a CD with the dirty dancing final song on it because he remembered how much I loved the film.
But on the other Hand, it makes me really, really sad. Sad to know that I’ve forgotten about these little things that mattered a lot at the time. Education and work seem to take over so much of our brains that we don’t have room for much else. I suppose that’s why I’ll always be taking video’s and photos.. Because it means so much to me to look back at things like that.
I hate to think that memories are just fading away and unless we make an effort to remember them, we just forget, as if those moments never happened. I try and remember conversations I’ve had with my Nanna, it’s not even been a year yet and I struggle to remember any of relevance. It’s so frustrating to know that I’ll never have the chance to have any more memorable ones with her and I can’t even recall the ones we have had.
I suppose the lesson from that is to not take people, or time for granted because it will end and you will forget about it eventually.
Another frustrating thing is, at the moment, I don’t even feel like I’m replacing the old memories with new, better ones. I’m just finding myself missing the old times more and more.
There is barely any time to see my bestfriends around college and extra curricular things, and there’s not many more ‘little-things-that-mean-a lot’ between me and Harvey anymore, they all seem to have just faded and I feel as if it’s my fault for not putting the effort in to create these. The more I realise this the more it gets me down.
I’m going to try harder not to take things, or people, especially people for granted. I’ve learnt a cold and cruel lesson to do this by loosing things that mean so, so much to me. I thought I’d have them all here with me forever but it turns out you can’t choose what stays and what fades away.

Patterdale hall day three – Wednesday

Alright, canoeing isn’t that bad.
My arms already ached from the mountain climb on Tuesday, and they’re aching even more now, and I can still hear myself and my friends shouting ‘ROW,ROW,ROW’ over and over so that we stayed in time.
We went from the house across a big lake onto a little island. Then.. WE CLIFF JUMPED!
It was lots of fun, even though I nearly lost a welly and the water was absolutely freezing and was about 2 foot deeper than it should have been because of rain. And the boat house was flooded so we had to swim in and out.
Then, we had lunch ( tuna sandwiches ) and went back outside to play archery. I didn’t do too bad. Only missed the target once.
We’re going home tomorrow. I’m quite glad, because I need some clean clothes, a comfy bed and a lot of homework needs to be done!
Love from me x

Patterdale hall day two- Tuesday

I climbed a mountain today.
Literally a huge, no footpath mountain that we couldn’t see the top of for clouds.
Going up was tiring, coming down was terrifying.
My muscles ache, it was hard to breathe, but wow, I climbed a mountain. It’s quite surreal. I, Michaela Garnett, refused to walk the 30 minutes from station to cinema, spent 5 hours climbing a mountain.
I found it horrible getting up, but then we stopped for first lunch and the view was amazing, it was raining but we all had such a good laugh and I was genuinely truly happy where I was.
Then, the walk between first and second lunch was so so hard, but we got really high, we couldn’t even see the roads and buildings anymore. Then, the leader asked if we wanted to reach the very top or whether we wanted to go back down. I really really wanted to go down but I voted to carry on, because I’d kind of feel like a failure if I didn’t. We got there. We got to the top, inside a cloud & I have a picture on my disposable camera to prove it.
As there was no paths up or down, getting down was so scary & rocky & slippey.
The rain was soaking us right through and the wind only knocked us over a few times. I also fell into a bog.
I’m so excited for dinner. I know there will be so much food.
We had four courses of breakfast this morning :
*porridge or cereal
* toast
* egg, beans, sausages, potatoes, more toast.
* seconds of the above.
But oh my days did we need it!
I love it here so much.
I’ve made loads of great, great friends. Last night we played never have I ever and told stories like we’d known eachother for years.
Love from me x

Patterdale hall day one – Monday

I’m in the Lake District on the NCS enrichment trip & I was really, really scared but it’s actually so much fun!roo

I got on the bus knowing max. 3 people and got off two and half hours later knowing nearly the whole company on people here. Everyone goes to my college, but I’d never spoken to them before so it was good to do that.
We got here around 2pm, put into groups and showed to our rooms, in this really big what I think was a huge house but has been turned into a residential place. I’m in a room with another 5 girls, one of them I knew before, another I kind of knew from English and the rest all new friends.
We got taken into the huge forest/woods thing surrounding the house and it was pouring down but after a while we didn’t notice the rain. The 13 of us had to stand on a seesaw and try to balance it, which we did eventually, then we had to, without getting off, get into alphabetical order. This involved quite a lot of hugging eachother- people we weren’t very familiar with- and turning, which definitely broke the ice a bit. Then, we walked a bit further and there was a rope swing in the middle of two platforms. We had to get from one side to the other via ropes wing without touching the floor once, we quickly did this and managed to fit us all on the second platform. At one point Aaron didn’t catch the rope and it was stuck in the middle of the two platforms out of reach and Jing managed to jump it, catch the rope and swing into the platform. Well done Jing:)
Then, we had an elastic band and had to get all 13 people through it as quick as we could and thanks to ( sorry for blowing my own saxophone here) my clever plan, we did it in 9 seconds. The record was 4 but we had to just accept that it wasn’t going to happen for us.
I’m really, really enjoying myself. There’s also a few people that have learning disabilities here, and their biggest worry was being mocked by ‘mainstream kids’ (us) but honestly, everyone here is getting on so well, it’s so much fun, they don’t have to worry one little bit!
I’ll be sad to leave.
Love from me x
P.s. Oh my god dinner was amazing. Pizza & chips & salad & coleslaw & more pizza & more chips & sticky toffee pudding & custard.

Home alone

I’ve never been ‘home alone’ partly because when I lived in a house I was too young to be left alone and now we live in a pub it’s never ‘alone’ there’s always at least one member of my family, a friend, staff or customers here.
Plus, my family have never gone away without me so I’ve never been left here literally alone.
But my parents and siblings are away, the pubs nearly closed and so it’s just me and jimmy ( my dad’s friend of 16 years and sort of manager at the pub ) here and he’s downstairs closing up.. So right now it’s just me upstairs on my lonesome. Of course, there’s my dog but we’re not on speaking/barking terms right now, but I’ll get to that.
No, it’s fine. Slight dostraction there but I shall go fourth into my story ( with a sore neck. )
So I got home from rehearsals for a play ( find the byely players wordpress! It’s a good one and they’re the armature dramatics group I’m with:) ) and then came upstairs after telling jimmy how it went and whatnot. I shouted ‘goodnight’ into my brothers dark bedroom only to get no reply from the empty room. So I didn’t even bother with my sister.
So, I’d already started to feel pretty lonely and I hadn’t even gotten to the end of the hall to my bedroom yet! So, I got there (to my room) and just before it is my dogs room, so I let him into mine and he curled up on my bed like he usually does whilst I went for a shower. I came out, and ollie (my dog) looked up at me and them down, like he was really ashamed. Then he put his paw up ( I taught him this to be please) and I just KNEW he’d gone and had a bloody wee on my bed. YOU HAVE YOUR OWN ROOM FOR THAT YOU STUPID DOG ( we can’t just let him out you see, there’s a big carpark seperating the pub & the garden) NOT TO MENTION THE FACT JIMMY TOOK YOU FOR A WALK AN HOUR AGO.
he knew as soon as I looked at him to get out & I slammed the door behind him. My only friend up here tonight and he goes and does a wee on my bed. Twat.
Then, I had to take off my sheet and scrub my duvet and put the sheet in the wash and because mum isn’t here to help, I almost put a dishwasher tablet into the washing machine, it wasn’t until I noticed a picture of a sparkly plate on the box I though ‘oh wait, that’s a bed sheet, not a plate.’ And managed to take it out before I worked out how to actually turn the machine on. People think I’m clever. I’m not, really.
Now I’m under my sisters duvet, which A) doesn’t match my cushions and B) isn’t as cosy as my own.
And I have to wait until Thursday, when home from Cumbria to reunite my duvet with the sheet ( that May or may not come out with the ‘diamond standard’ ) and them with myself.
At least I’ll be home then and my parents won’t be far behind me!
Love from me x

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