Help! My Grandmas acting like a teenager.

She said text speak is cool and that i need to chill.. Excuse me Grandma?!

That's correct: my grandma acts like a teenager. I have never been very good at technology, ever since i was little i was always the one that had to ask for help multiple times during IT class. I'm not sure if IT awareness is even a genetic disorder but if it was i inherited it from my mother. Our family is not brilliant at IT, things like changing AV channels on our TV screen seems completely alien to us. I literally think that i live in a different dimension where technology cannot be understood.

She use to be a normal Nan: shopping at Morrisons every Wednesday morning, eating jam on toast and having her digestive biscuit with all forty-seven cups of tea she had each day.. She was never brilliant at IT to say the least and the things she got wrong you could tell it frustrated her.  But one day she tried to send me and my mum some pictures of our day out by the beach, via email - to cut things short - she couldn't do it. So i guessed she thought that enough was enough and from that moment on wards she enrolled in a 'technology for beginners' class...

And so it began. Every Tuesday evening at 6:00pm my Grandma would drive up to her local hall and sit for an hour and a half and learn about technology.

To save my dignity, my mum didn't tell me about my Grandma's IT class; as she knows that i am embarrassed about how bad i am at technology. Normally every Wednesday my Grandma comes over to visit me and have dinner. I had just text-ed her to check that we all were still meeting up tonight and as i was walking out of school, with my black cardigan on and my big brown bag hitting against my leg, my phone pinged (its little annoying ping that all Nokia's make when one receives a text and that i still haven't figured out how to change it yet..). Naturally i looked at my phone and sure enough it was my Grandma, the text read "Hahaha, yeah i'm still going down yours for dinner honey DW! Grandma xoxo". I should have seen the warning signs then, but i didn't and carried on my innocent stroll home.

The evening seemed like every other evening she came around my mums for dinner. It always has at my mums and probably always will be, the rule of 'no technology at the table', obviously this rule only applied to my sister and I. Once dinner was eaten and the plates are slowly being moved off the table, we normally just chat for a while. However, this wasn't the case; me, my sister and my mum were all chatting until i tried to include my nan into our conversation. She couldn't hear me. So i said it again and she looked up and looked as if she was on another planet she had no clue what we were even speaking about! She was texting. We all stared at her in utter shock and disbelief - you have to understand that this is the person who a month ago asked me what the green light did on the TV.. Interrupting our shock, she shouted out LOL and took a picture of our faces and sent it out on a group snapchat.

I think we sat in silence for the rest of the evening.
The next day she had Facebook and that's her new cover photo.

Just Jimmy. - Extract of Monolouge

"That'll be £4.24 please Mrs Dunken...again", every Saturday at 4:30pm Mrs Dunken, one of the 'regulars' of this little shop, always gets the same 'essentials' as she calls them: a packet of butter, thick white bread, cranberry juice and a packet of digestive biscuits. She asked about John again, my little brother, the 'successful one'. I said he's fine - just got promoted I think. I  haven't, I've had the same job, apartment and 'regulars' for the last 19 years now but I'm proud of him -  yeah i'm proud of him. Everyone knows about John in this town, he's a lawyer they keep reminding me (as if I'd forget), your mum must be so proud they say; I always same the same thing - hes good, just got a new house, a new Armani suit, living in London now I think, I don't keep track. That'll keep them going for a couple of weeks, gossip in this town spread like butter on bread.
I have the late afternoon shift today, along with every other Saturday, always the same 4:00pm-10:00pm. It's okay the times I mean, I suppose I've nothing better to do. All the local teens of the town usually come outside the shop around 8ish. They don't do anything apart from drinking and chatting, normally there's around 12 of them. Once one of them came into the shop and tried to buy some alcohol; I told him I wasn't stupid, he disagreed. But unfortunately that is the only exiting thing that has ever happened to me in this endless town.
Oh, and here's Mr Bowditch(what a surprise- another one of the regulars) getting his weekly scratch cards, I call him the 'lucky one' because he won £10 - 7 years ago. He always gets the same numbers, I would change the numbers - well i'd think about changing them, I don't think I could bring myself to do it in the end; I think i'd just stay with the old numbers, you never know something exiting might happen. You never know.

An introduction to the life of me.

So far this 'quick little introduction to me' has taken me about an hour to think about what I'm going to write. When someone asks you to sum up your life and describe yourself, its actually kind of difficult. I think I'm just going to say my life, as if i were talking to you.
My name is Natalya; I have never shortened my name or when i have it has never stuck for very long. I have a step mum, a dad, a little sister who has outgrown me and drives me up the wall, a small mother who is watching me write this - so I'll be nice. I also have a step dad and step brother, two dogs and a hamster. 
My main interest is photography, which pairs lovely with my other hobby which is travel. I'm a typical tourist when i go somewhere new (camera around my neck, going to all the touristy sites). I love listening to music, but unfortunately my musical talent is somewhat lacking; however after 3 years of piano lessons i can only remember how to play hot cross buns on the recorder  from year 2. I love singing, I'm awful at it but i love it - you'll always find me humming or singing a tune whenever i walk anywhere. I love to buy things whether its for me or gifts for people, i like new things, but i don't like spending my own money - which puts me in a bit of a dilemma.
 I'm a typical girl when it comes to bugs and big spiders; they make me squeal in such a high pitch voice i could shatter glass. I don't do exercise - going up the stairs about does it for me. 
However, i love traveling, seeing new cities and meeting up with my friends in Costa (personally i love the chai tea lattes). I go out with friends and family as much as i can.
 If you ask my friends about me they'd probably say that I'm quiet, a good listener, thoughtful but a bit stubborn and chatty. I think after a while i drive my friends crazy, especially when I'm bored.. for some reason i take that as a ticket to just chat away. I think I'm rambling now so this is where i say goodbye, tood-o-loo and talk to you later!