Thursday, 27 August 2009


Holidays are usually exhausting for me, running around after my friends. This time however it with enormous regret that it has ended. I have loved the last twenty days. It has had some unusual craziness that I won't go into, but it will keep me young. I feel a teenager. Los Angeles is really not a holiday for me as I actually have a house and a job here. As I look out of my bedroom, whilst lying in my bed, I can see hills, the sun shining, and my swimming pool. Why am I rushing back to London, I ask myself, for what? Oh well I have to start packing.


Carl said...

because you know I miss you, that's why you are coming back to Europe

Julie Anne Rhodes said...

The hills will miss you! Please come back soon.