» Dani’s Diary
Dani has her cover blown and things get cute and cuddly in the country
I was accused the other day of carrying out a mystery second life. I was quite worried about what she would pull out of her hat and accuse me of, until she starting telling me how much I look like the girl who writes in Latest 7. I told her she was correct and that it looked like me because it was. She was happy as it meant she could prove her boyfriend wrong and in fact she does know everybody!
“I have that ultra-girly disease; if I see a baby animal I make a small squeaking noise”
I had thought she had discovered my other secret. That I am officially far too old for my time (although I think more people could tell that by just looking at me, it’s not a secret by any means).
As after a weekend trip to the country I feel like a complete fish out of water in the city. And I would quite like to head back to where everything is small (and when I say everything I mean all the animals have had babies) and I want one of each!
Because I have that ultra-girly disease that means if I see a baby version of an animal I can’t help but make a small squeaking noise and exclaim how much I want it for my own. Which I can only imagine can become very irritating to the others on the trip. But I didn’t care as most people refused to go with me – as they are all aware that I have a couple of screws loose! So the big secret is out – I am Dani!
And that’s it for the week, one weekend away and my brain has turned to mush! I have spent the last ten minutes being highly distracted by the nail varnish on my toes and then became involved in picking it all off – well at least that will give me something to do later – I thought I would change the colour.
This week I have also discovered that I say “I don’t give a s**t” far too often. Well not really far too often – but enough to make me think, do I really care that little?
I think the main thing must be that I don’t care as much about the things that others do. I couldn’t care less who you know or where you go. Mainly because, I don’t give a toss. To be perfectly honest I don’t really care about anything unless it directly affects me.
I know it’s a terrible thing to say but it’s pretty much true, and is for most of us. I would be the first to admit that I am just ever so slightly self-obsessed, and believe it or not, I am a lot less self-obsessed than some. But I have found; that those people that run around talking about all the wonderful things they have done, for everyone all over the world, only feel the need to inform you of it so they can feel better about themselves.
You will find in life that the less self-obsessed someone is the less they will need to tell you about all the great things they have done! I, on the other hand, tell you about all the regular things I do. Once every week!
