Chronically Awkward

So now I'm back from Spain, and realised I never told you guys anything about it. Basically I divided my time between cooking myself from lightly toasted to medium brown and babysitting while teaching English to two 4 year-olds - who outsmarted me almost every day and reminded me just how difficult...

I am an unashamed fake football fan. I know enough to know that I support Arsenal – meaning one male family member got to me when I was young enough to be un-allied and convinced me to support his favourite team. And I know Theo Walcott, Osel and Thierry Henri because they are relatively attractive,...

Anyone who doesn't know why I called my blog Chronically-Awkward that can only mean one of two things: We've never met. You don't know me well enough to have seen/you haven't had the opportunity to suffer through a random bout of my awkwardness.  Don't believe me? Well look, this person...

So the time came for my big goodbye, leaving my school bonanza... **************************************************************************** M'kay, so here's what I wrote at the beginning: The countdown is officially on. 4 days of school left. To this day, some students and teachers don't know...