Sun and more sun

HI Y’aLL!!!!

TT week is fast approaching and for those who have never heard of the TT, it is basically one of the worlds biggest motorcycling events that takes place where I live, on the Isle of Man. In fact, I think it may be the biggest but I am not to sure. It is definitely one of the best things about living on the Island. I’m not gonna lie, I am soooooo not interested in motorbikes or any of that but the atmosphere and the fact that there is a fair makes it so exciting. Plus the super bike races are actually pretty cool even though it feels like when they drive past they are gonna fly into you.

Actually, funnily enough when I was in Obergurgle (Austria), I was sitting on a long ski lift ride up to a red run and I was sat next to two American guys who were asking about where I was from. After telling them I was from the Isle of Man they proceeded to start getting excited about the fact that the TT was there and that they always wanted to go. It is actually amazing how big the races are even though we are such a tiny Island. One of them even had a picture from the 2016 races as his home screen even though he’d never been.

BUT BACK TO THE BIT ABOUT THE FAIR. I am a huge thrill seeker. Well, only when it comes to stuff like theme parks, I’m not sure I’d ever want to throw myself out a plane. Although thats only because I wouldn’t be bothered to sit through the long safety briefing because I am very impatient. Not a good quality, I know. BUT ANYWAY, THERE IS A FAIR. Who cares if you pay loads of money for about 20 seconds on a lethal ride that is built in less than 24 hours, FAIRS ARE GREAT. Yes, one year I did spend over 50 pounds on a ride called vertigo which I went on at least 10 times but I have absolutely no regrets at all. It was so worth it. Who doesn’t love a good fair. Obviously its nothing compared to fairs such as ‘Winter-wonderland’ in London but for a tiny Island with only Topshop and a Maccies, it is pretty amazing.

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I only have four exams left CAN YOU BELIEVE IT. I can’t wait to walk out of my final exam. But I can wait for results day. This summer I am going to Antigua and I am so excited and I will probably be blogging every day out there. So prepare for the spam. Also, I got Tumblr and I have no idea how it works so if someone could explain it to me I would be eternally grateful cuz I’m really confused😀

Anyways, I haven’t been able to take any nice photos recently because I have been so busy with my exams but here are some photos of my past holidays 🙂

CYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,

Tabby xo

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Parrots and Parronts

What even was that IGCSE english exam. CIE Why? Parrots. It was about parrots. Not to mention Parronts. Parronts are parents of parrots as I have learned. Whilst I may have failed my english exam, AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO BE A GOOD PARRONT.

For those who didn’t have to sit the exam, I shall provide a summary of what the first story was about:

Harrold has no friends and no sense of humour but he does have a bird who isn’t even his bird but he loves the bird and the bird is called Beryl and one day Beryl flew away and Harrold never recovered and has been having trouble at home ever since mourning for his bird which isn’t even his bloody bird.

Confusing.

So basically question 1 asked you to write a letter to his friend about whether he should take up a job he has been offered at his pet shop but with the problems at home, he is not sure. FIRST OF ALL, WHAT PROBLEMS? Maybe I really messed up but as far as I could find, the only problem he was having at home was the fact that Beryl ran away. If I was Beryl I would run away too. Did I forget to mention that Harrold’s full name was ‘Harrold Sparrow?’ Great names CIE, great names.

The second question was the classic, find 8 descriptive words or phrases. One of the descriptive words happened to be ‘Splatter-gunned.’ Good word, good word. In one of the paragraphs it asked you to talk about, the only word I could find was ‘loud.’ Great.

The next passage was about how to be a good parront. There isn’t even a definition for parront on urban dictionary. But a parront is a parent of a parrot if anyone is interested xoxo.

Well anyway there is just a splurge of feelings on my last exam, it probably doesn’t make any sense unless you too sat the exam but hope you enjoyed by splurge anyways.

!HASTA LA VISTA!

Biology on Tuesday yay :)))))))))