Another classic headline from the news back home. Riveting stuff.

I swear to Mark Hoppus every time I find a tumblr that belongs to a guy that likes the same kind of music and tv and books as me they turn out to be 15 years old.

My eyelashes have suddenly grown so long that they occasionally enter my field of vision and make me think I can see spiders and moths and moving shadows out of the corner of my eye. I get scared of my own fucking eyelashes.

Assumptions people make about me because of where I’m from:

• I’m the daughter of a millionaire
• I’ll never have to pay tax
• I will never own a car
• I know everyone else that lives there
• I grew up without modern technology
• I’m French / foreign

The truth:

• My parents are not millionaires
• I will pay taxes, including the usual income and social security taxes
• Cars exist where I live, so yes I will have one
• Do you know 98,000 people? Cause I don’t.
• We have electricity and the internet and all that jazz
• I’m BRITISH, ok?

A guy from home took this and put it up on facebook.

Making me incredibly homesick.

This is legitimately a headline in the local paper where I’m from.

So the other day I tried dying my hair red and ended up with hot roots.

Then used Colour B4 to try and fix it.

Yeah. I ended up pretty ginger, as you can see.

1 pack of medium cool brown dye later, and I’m back to my original colour. Never going to try and make my hair look cool ever again.

I keep wanting to show you guys the awesome stuff I’ve bought my sister for her birthday but she reads my blog too.

Goddamnit Rachel get off my blog.

A tad messy cause I rushed, but yay dotty nails!

Another picture of Jersey looking pretty in the snow!

Taken by the Jersey Arts Trust.