Ok, so it's been over a month but I'm busy with essays, and nail painting and...I...turned 20. It's taken me a while to get over it, I'm almost there. So I'm getting back on track.
This is basically gonna be a few rapid uploads to catch you back up with what's going on with me, what I've done and what's going on.
Firstly, as the title suggests, and as I previously plugged, I went to the Paralympics to see the men's and women's swimming heats. And it was FRICKIN' INSANE. Like seriously, wow! The atmosphere was incredible, the swimmers were inspirational (not to the extent where I'll learn to swim mind) and the Olympic park is ENORMOUS! I'll attach what few pictures I have, I was slightly over excited and forgot to take pictures, I'm sure you know what a pool looks like though.
Ooh ohh, and there was this really cool spirally viewing platform, which I mistook for a helter skelter and was sorely disappointed...
If you haven't guessed by what you've previously read of mine, assuming you have, it's never a dull moment with me. During the security search to get into the park, you have to put your bag on this X-ray conveyer belt thing, so they can check you aren't stashing an uzi or something. Anyhow, whacked my bag on there with a few other people's, walked through the beepy thing, beep-less, and was waiting for the bags. Everyone else's came through, and left. I looked up to see the security chap staring intently at the screen talking to another, rather scary looking man, looking at my bag. At this point I started to question if I had in fact stowed a axe in my handbag. Sweaty palmed and dry mouthed I opened my bag, when asked, to reveal a half empty perfume bottle. Seriously?! Have it mate, and let me in. I didn't even think about the contents of my bag, I mean, what woman does?! I guarantee at one point in your life, whether it be your bag or someone else's, you've reached into said bag, pulled something out and thought "When the hell did I get that?!" That perfume had been in there so long, the name had rubbed off, coulda been anything! it wasn't even a glass bottle, it was plastic! I genuinely think he thought I was going to hurl it at a swimmer, in an attempt to sink them or something...so yeah, that happened.
Like I said, swimming was good. Can't help but think it was slightly tainted by the turd of a security guy and his scary, judgemental friend though.
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