Cannon.

I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a while. I have been begged to by my friend. Okay, so I went to Tunisia on holiday. On about the third or fourth day, I saw this guy, he was so hot. He was with his little brother and their parents. I caught there names as they kept on shouting eachother, the older one was called Cannon, and the younger one was called Scott. On that day I was on the sun lounger by the pool, every time I looked over at him in the pool, he was looking at me. It was like a look that I dunno, I haven't really seen before, obviously I was looking at him a lot. I just don't think he released seen as I had sunglasses on that reflected to look like a mirror. He only stayed around that pool until lunchtime, when he left, it felt weird, I missed him, but I didn't even know him. The next day was the same, the eyes and he left again, after lunch, it happened again for the third day, but after lunch he came back. I was with the lifeguard because he had been talking to me all week. I went and sat down again on the sun lounger, my parents and sister had gone back to the room because they were too hot, but I stayed out. He sat next to the pool, by my sun lounger. He looked at me and smiled, so I smiled back. He said hello, and we just started talking from there. I didn't want my parents or sister to see, so we went to the other pool, we were just talking and swimming around. But the next day, I had to leave at 7 in the morning, he got up early to say goodbye to me, he gave me his number. He was there for another few days, so I missed him for a while. Now we are happy, yeah that's it really, there you go Smart Small.

Its been a month soon. I hadn't seen him in a couple of days, and last night he rang me and said he misses me, for the first time ever, he told me he loves me, to be honest, I had no idea what to say, it was a bit awkward. But we're okay, he's here now, he doesn't know about me blog, thank god haha.

I hate how everyone I know copies things that other people do, then they deny it.

I'm fucking scared, my mum is having an argument with my sister. You have no idea how scary my mum is when she's angry... I'm actually petrified.

I'm working at the open golf, there's this security guard, the first time I saw him, he looked familiar, then I realised, he was security at Wimbledon. I asked him if he was there and he said yes, I told him that I remember seeing him. We were just talking, he told me to go and say hi tomorrow, because he's there all week. So I did, I went back today, he said he was 18, but he looked about 25. He went and got me a bracelet, and put it on for me. Whenever I go back to the autograph bit, he always stares at me, it's quite creepy. He's called Nigel, his college told me to give him my number because I'd pulled. I just ran away laughing, I went back after and Nigel told me his college is a creep and he told Nigel to "Go for the younger ones, like he does." his college was an absolute creep. Nigel asked me for my number later on... I just walked away laughing because I thought it was a joke. Later on he asked me for my bbm pin, but I don't have a blackberry, so it was a bit awkward.

Nigel stole my ticket from around my neck, so I said as a joke "Don't do that, the creepy guy will come and eat you!" I didn't realise the creepy guy was stood next to me. Nigel was repeating that I was a "bad girl, a very bad bad bad bad bad bad girl," and he was giving me a creepy pedo smile. I just got my friend to come and say I had to leave.

Later on, he gave me a VIP bracelet; so that I could go and see some interviews. He took the pen out of my hand and drew some boobs on my hand, so my friend made it into a face and wrote Nigel next to it, so Nigel put a heart next to it. I went to do my cool litter picking job and I came back to get some autographs, he shouted me over because he was bored. I said hello, he said hello, he asked me how I was, so I said I was good, I asked him how he was and he said he's bad, he said that he's "a very bad boy and that he needs to be punished," I just ran away like crying with laughter, I mean wtf?! Is that creepy, or is it just me? Then he asked me if I wanted a twix and I was just like no. Is that really creepy or is it just me?

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore