Fleeting

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birds

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Fleeting:

To run, change, move swiftly or rapidly.

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Curiosity

B+WBeth

Around here, we don’t look backwards for very long… We keep moving forward, opening new doors and doing new things; because we are curious… And curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.

– Walt Disney

My trip to Birmingham

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BIRMINGHAM! Good old Birmingham. Gotta love it there. From the accents, to the tracksuits, to the gum covered pavements. Ahh, how wonderful.

These photos were taken while my mum and I took the train to Birmingham city centre. We didn’t go inside the Bullring shopping centre; just to a shop near it.

I have to admit… I have never actually been inside the Bullring. I have been to some toilets outside of the Bullring. But it was really awkward and claustrophobic in there. So I left and in the end, never actually went to the toilet. They are so big. Seriously! I lost my mum in there! Although, that did happen several years ago.

I. AM. ILL.

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URRGG! I don’t like being ill. I have better things to do than sit in bed all day. Not that I’m complaining all that much. It’s 100% better than school!

This picture shows you my whole day:

Sneeze and cough,

Go on laptop and look at pointless nothing,

Cough more,

Text people even though I know they are not going to reply because they are all busy,

Feel dead,

Read a billion books,

Cough and sneeze at the same time and then just sit in awe of what just happened,

Feel even more dead,

Check my phone for any replies then witness that I have none,

Talk to the dog,

Listen to christmas songs and cry wishing it was christmas,

Cough even more,

Go back on my laptop and continue to look at pointless things.

Realise my tissues have more room on the bed than I do,

The dog leaves me for food (then slightly feel betrayed),

Finally get a text: It’s from virgin mobile company telling me phone needs a ‘upgrade’,

Lightning man comes to fix the lights so I hide under the covers till he leaves,

Tell the fly in my room that “when I find you, I will kill you” (with a box of tissues in my hand at the ready to chuck)

Thrilling day, eh?