Day 365

Oh wow. 365 days! This is the end. I still cant believe I have taken a photo every day. Every single day! Really? no, REALLY? When I had the idea to do the blog I thought it would be a fun, albeit logistically challenging, venture. Now I’m at the end I realise just how much more self aware it has made me. Every single day I had to look and think about my self and my body. When I sat down to write something I had to think about and analyse what was on my mind at that time. I think I am going to miss hanging out with myself everyday, but I definitely won’t miss Blogger and its glitchy bitchiness. either way its fairly safe to say that I have started something here, and this blog is definitely not the last of me. Anyway, goodbye for now, I’m going off to be 19 for awhile..

day 364

My family was all at home for dinner tonight. I love my family so so so so much. On a far more amusing note, I was given a cute cuddly pink syphillis teddy tonight. I guess you could say that someone gave me syphillis. But, in the interests for going into politics later on in life, I am categorically denying being given syphillis.

day 363

My last soccer practise was tonight. I rocked up just in time for the food, drink and conversation that happens afterwards. Im going to miss my lovely teammates, they are the spunkiest women I have ever met!

day 362

One of the downsides to having a birthday is that the birthday persons facebook gets temporarily inundated with birthday wishes all the way from family to cute people once met on a camp. it creates chaos in notification land! So I have removed my birthday from my profile (dont worry old people it was visible only to my friends in the first place). Hopefully that way my computer wont explode. this is all most definitely not to say that I dont like birthday wishes, I LOVE them! Just not 259 of them.

day 361

Lolly cake=worst decision ever. Why do I always think it is going to work? I end up with a sticky mess and a massive sugar headache. At our formal dinner social night we made a lolly cake. It turned out to be pudding because the marshmellows and other various sweets refused to set. Im a bit bummed because I was wearing a cute dress and intended on getting a photo but the night got away from me so I am stuck with a photo from previously in the day when I was rocking my sheep pyjamas.

day 360

Oh dear. The magic 8 ball say outlook not so good. The magic 8 ball takes the form of a guy called Graham. He is going to try and fix my foot by Sunday. It turns out that I have stretched and kinda torn one of the ligaments that goes over my ankle. Imagine a well chewed piece of gum. now imagine stretching it until it starts getting holes in it. Yeah, thats essentially what I have done to my poor ligament. For my entire life I have wanted crutches, now that I have them I realise why people laughed at me when I used to say that I wanted crutches. Pain. in. the. arse.

day 359

AHHHH!!! WE ARE IN THE GRAND FINAL! This will be my first grand final ever! todays match was ...whats the word? EPIC. I scored a wicked goal and there were two penalty kicks and Haylee and Tom came to watch and I injured myself and then Laura finished the game the most amazing goal in overtime! The grand final is going to be on my birthday, but do you know what that means? this blog will never know the result because it finishes a day earlier. eek! that means there is less than 1 week left of my blog!