Hope you're all having a fun week!
This week is not going so well for me. I'm in one of those hyper active annoyed moods. I can't sit still. I can't put my mind to anything. I'm even having trouble sleeping!! (strange for me!)
Well probably because I'm stuck at home.
I took my Jeep over to Spain to get a suspension lift fitted. So now I'm car-less. Plus I'm not working. So I'm stuck at home. Don't get me wrong, I like lazing around at home, but only when it's I who decides. Here I'm forced to stay put having no car. Plus internet has decided to go on strike. So I'm annoyed. Yep, pretty much p*ssed off (sorry!). I feel like I'm in some kind of prison.
So, when I get annoyed I do stupid stuff.
I thought I should calm myself by doing some sport, so I put on my shorts and trainers and started to jog on the treadmill. Honestly not the best idea. 'Captain Catastrophy' (my nickname) was back in town! My head began spinning with loads of ideas, my mind wondered off... I totally forgot that I was running on a machine and not on non-moving ground. What was bound to happen happened. I tripped over my own feet and fell. SMASH BANG first onto the treamill's handle, then onto the mat. That hurt. It hurt bad. But proud as I am I didn't say anything to anyone.
It was only the next morning that I saw the results that the disaster had caused: two giant bruises on my face! Really big blueish red bruises! The kind of monsters that no foundation is capable of covering! So I'm just going to have to put up with the results of my stupidity during a week or so (I know how bruises work, they're gonna go from blue, to purple, to brown to yellow). At least it gives me a good reason to stay hidden at home!
After that I decided that sport was not a good idea. So I strated drawing. But after a while, in my crazy locked up case, I got fed up with drawing on small pieces of paper... Seeing that big white wall was just too tempting... My pencil hit the white paint, and I was gone! As I miss my car, I drew her!
I can remember how I used to get scoulded when I drew on the walls when I was a kid! Here I could do what I want!! Well kind off... I was sure that I was going to get a telling off by Franck, but when he saw it he actually loved it! (And wants me to do more!!)
So anyway, here's a couple of pictures (plus kaki outfit, love that color at the moment!) of my crazy wall drawing!
Hope you like it!! ;)
|Shhhh! No one will notice that I scribbled on the wall!!|
|Close up. Havn't had time to finish the lights yet!|
So that's my 'wall art' !
To finish here's a video of me. Warning : it is not flattering at all! I look terrible (smeared makeup and all)! I needed franck to shave the back of my hair (the part that is usually short). Only problem, I hate people touching my hair. Don't ask me why but I just hate it! Hairdressers have a hard time with me! As I didn't trust any hairdressers running a shaver against my head over here in Morocco I dumped the hard task on Franck. I think this video just shows how stressed out I am at the moment!
Have a good laugh!
Take care !!