Well, I moved away from South Africa because some people were just...well, nasty. And being from a small section of the Uk where people are genuinely nice, it was difficult to deal with. Having left for a week now, I’ve realised all I needed was a bloody holiday...but no, Lucy here decides to up sticks and move countries! I always, always, always, do the extreme of things...people will never be able to say I haven’t lived!

I am returning to SA as soon as possible because running away was sooooo not the thing to do...Dubai, is well, an experience. I was picked up by some guys who spoke no English. My friend at school (Michael) is great, but I am not allowed to talk to him because he is male! The men are at the other side of town and the women at this side. It is forbidden to have a male in my house...I had to sign to say I wouldn’t EVER have a male person over. Then, all the women wear scarves OVER their faces so you don’t see ANY part of them...weird or what. Then, I was nearly arrested the other day...for .... eating in public (not allowed during Ramadan!), it was only gum!!

Seriously, wtf have I got myself into??? I’m just glad I’m young enough to recover.

I’m back to SA soon...even if just for holiday. Lesson to be learnt here...THINK before you act (but I don’t think that’ll stop me doing it in the future!)