I am not much of a planner. I would probably make the phone call 20 minutes before the bus leaves for the chapel and ask if anyone is available to come. That’s probably how my wedding is going to end up.
I’m not looking for a husband or marriage or not not looking for that stuff. I’m living, not thinking what I should or shouldn’t be doing with my life.
The whole experience has really stayed with me. Dunsfold pops into my head at the strangest times, and I run the track through in my head. ‘I can go faster there and there…’
I mean, I can get things done if I need to, but I can really be completely irresponsible and procrastinate until the very, very, very bitter end. In fact, sometimes I work better under pressure.
I hate committing myself to anything. It’s probably the lack of discipline, honestly. I’m probably a spoiled brat worried about getting my way every time.
