I've never felt so bereft and panicky. What do I do without my phone? How do I function? My hand keeps automatically reaching for my phone in its usual place in my pocket. Every instinct in me wants t...
I need good coffee! I say in horror. It's my only luxury!I can't live with my parents and drink bad coffee. It's not humanly possible.Becky talking about cutting back with her parents.
I feel a hotness behind my eyes. I have no idea why. I don't know why I suddenly feel affected. I want to type I admire you, but I can't bring myself to. Not even by text. Instead, after a moment's he...
I bet Obama had a great one prepared, says Seb. I almost wish we’d been invaded by Martians, just so I could have heard it.
Family bloody first. I’m not saying Dad was wrong, I’ll never say that, but maybe I’m starting to see familydifferently. It’s not just the people you share genes with; it’s the people you share loyalt...
Except that stopping mid-sentence is the worst thing people can do. It's, like, totally passive aggressive, because you can't take issue with anything they've said. You have to take issue with what yo...
Don’t think about it. Don’t think about what could have been. It’s too unbearable.
But sometimes you have to be brave. Sometimes you have to show people what’s important in life. And I have this very strong gut instinct that what I’ve done is the right thing.
But at the same time, my resolve is hardening like lacquer. I’m taking time out, but I’m not giving up. I mean, I’m only in my twenties; am I going to let one setback crush my ambition? No.
And is the moment where I went wrong. This is the gut-churning, if-only instant. If I could go back in time, that's the moment I would march up to myself and say severely, Poppy, . But you don't real...
Why didn't I buy a new phone earlier? Why don't I always walk around with a spare phone? It should be the law, like having a spare tire.
This party is also very much not norm-Christmas. There’s a photo booth in the corner, and black and white balloons reading Naughty and Nice float everywhere.
These corners are getting a bit bulky. Mum looks consideringly at the catalog. Maybe we should fold down if we're not interested in the page.
The trouble with me is, I can't let things go.
The parents are in charge of all the stuff like technology in the house and time on screens and hours on social media, but then their computer goes wrong and they’re like a baby, going, What happened...
The idea of Kai and Luke sitting at a table discussing his pecs nearly made me snort out my coconut water.
Sometimes, when I can't get to sleep, I imagine all the rules I'd invent if I ever got to be in charge of the world.
So this evening has gone about as hideously as it possibly could. There’s only one solution, which is to keep drinking wine until my nerves have been numbed or I pass out. Whichever comes first. Suppe...
OK, I have to make sure we’re on the same page here. Because I might mean one thing and she might mean, intending to start a Cordon Bleu course when I get back to England.
My life has changed, and I'm changing with it.