A Ramble through Smilie Land

Now those of you who know me well or have known me for a while might rmember that I aoocasioanlly given to having mad impulses to do dramatic or childish things like skipping down the road in amnchester to uni, and twirlling like a 5 year old in autum leaves. The occasional impulse ( controlled and suppressed to date) to drop a full plate of food whenI am in a posh buffet resteraunt just to hear it smash.
Singing Im singing in the rain or raindrops keep falling on my head whenever it rains.
Or sometimes I just love to slide in socks across the kitchen when Im cooking or doing the dishes. The last is ok though seeing as its indoor and almost always when I am alone.

But on wednsday after the graduation ceremoiney I gave into one of my mad impulses.

Now the best way to satrt is proably a picture.
This is me and this is what I was wearing, though it isnt clear the skirt is actually a remade second hand prom dress I got from the £3 shop. ( i did the remaking with help ) anyway so it has a a bit of pouff to it. And I was in 2 inch heeled sandales



So the end of teh ceremonsy I tell my family to go to the train station I wanted to natter wityh my friends and I would catch up or take the next train.
The train lefte a 8:30
7:56 the rest of my friends have cleared off with their families or are about to or have gone on pub crawl. I have my gowns for another week but no plastic bag and I couldnt fget out of the gowns alones, so first I satretd walking but realised it would take more time than I had to get to the train station and I realised suddnly this was a golden oppertunity for a bit of dramtic fun.
So instead of calmy walking IU ran to the taxi stop and dived into a taxi got to the staion buy this time its gone ten past 8 I had to still find myfamily make sure we all got to the right platform ( its a bit of an odd station and 2 of the platforms are about 10 minutes walk away) so I had a big fat camera in one hand a evening pursehandbag thing tucked under my arm one hand holdimng the hat and I RAN really really ran. DO you know its supprisingly easy to ruin in heels., anyway with all my skirst flying not to mention the gown, you should have seen the looks on peoples faces as I skidded past them and they dodged out of my way I got to run all the way along the station and skidd then take off down the other side. It was such fun!!!
I am sure people thought I was insane but what good is big flappy skirts if you dont flapp them occasionally? Its kind of like weraing material and skirts that rustle if you dont particually like the sound of the rustling pointless and a waste of the energy it takes to wear them.


Anyway I enede up dashing into whsmiths to buy a pboittle of wared so I could get a bag and eventually tarcked my famly down on the balacony on the second floor of the station so I got help struclign out of the gowns and was back to a proper clam collected if somewhat boring outerself.

I recomend a bit of a dramatic moment in everybodies life.
As long as you don't drag people into emotinal dramas because those are NOT fun!!