I'm blogging from my iPod.
Thats probably nothing special to you, but it makes me feel cool- it has spell check, CRAZY SHIT.
Anyway it was my birthday on tuesday: me and Rose discovered a cute Italian restaurant off regent street; they served good cocktails and were lax on ID. This discovery made us late ( and slightly tipsy) to my meal at pizza express, MORE CRAZY SHIT.
This small paragraph has taken me about 10 minutes to write.
Think I'll have a nap now.
Thursday, 28 October 2010
Sunday, 17 October 2010
bad timessss
You've had a fight with all your 'best friends' and each time its one of us causing 'unnecessary drama'.
Right...
You claim to have 'have done nothing' yet both me and Melissa have found her on several occasions close to tears/in tears over something you've said to her.
But you're the victim...
You're to 'busy' too see Janelle in Hospital and don't bother texting her till 12 hours after her operation- and only then you did it because I told you I had gone to see her.
Yet you feel 'hurt' when not included a wallpost to Janelle that same day...
So this one person getting sensitive and commenting on a wall post lead to a why-are-you-being-pathetic text which lead to a who-the-fuck-do-you-think-you-are text which lead to a whole series of angry text the climax of which being a get-the-fuck-out-of-my-life-text.
And that is how I lost a 'best friend' though a text message.
On a less dramatic note I got my hair dyed very,very,very dark which I like but she put a bit of copper through it (i'm being a hair 'model' (model implys that i'm being paid to walk on a catwalk which i'm not hence the quotations)) which I don't like because 'copper' is basically a fancy word for 'ginger'.
Right...
You claim to have 'have done nothing' yet both me and Melissa have found her on several occasions close to tears/in tears over something you've said to her.
But you're the victim...
You're to 'busy' too see Janelle in Hospital and don't bother texting her till 12 hours after her operation- and only then you did it because I told you I had gone to see her.
Yet you feel 'hurt' when not included a wallpost to Janelle that same day...
So this one person getting sensitive and commenting on a wall post lead to a why-are-you-being-pathetic text which lead to a who-the-fuck-do-you-think-you-are text which lead to a whole series of angry text the climax of which being a get-the-fuck-out-of-my-life-text.
And that is how I lost a 'best friend' though a text message.
On a less dramatic note I got my hair dyed very,very,very dark which I like but she put a bit of copper through it (i'm being a hair 'model' (model implys that i'm being paid to walk on a catwalk which i'm not hence the quotations)) which I don't like because 'copper' is basically a fancy word for 'ginger'.
Friday, 15 October 2010
DADDY ISSUES
Oh dearrrr, I have 'Daddy Issues' and i'm only 16.
.... Well, almost 17.
Nonetheless, that’s rather pathetic. Although thinking about it so does at least one of my best friends, infact I bet that every other 16-year-old girl probably has 'daddy issues'- I should start a club.
Anyway i'm not going to go into detail but both my Fathers have basically left me mentally scarred. Considering that’s two random males who have pretty much physically or emotionally abandoned me I am either: A) seriously unlovable or B) my mum has seriously shitty taste in men.
I'm going to go for the latter for the sake of my pride, and because i'm 85% sure that my Step-Farther (although colossally disappointed in me) loves me like his own.
On the bright side this means I can be a totally whore and have an excuse for it.
.... Well, almost 17.
Nonetheless, that’s rather pathetic. Although thinking about it so does at least one of my best friends, infact I bet that every other 16-year-old girl probably has 'daddy issues'- I should start a club.
Anyway i'm not going to go into detail but both my Fathers have basically left me mentally scarred. Considering that’s two random males who have pretty much physically or emotionally abandoned me I am either: A) seriously unlovable or B) my mum has seriously shitty taste in men.
I'm going to go for the latter for the sake of my pride, and because i'm 85% sure that my Step-Farther (although colossally disappointed in me) loves me like his own.
On the bright side this means I can be a totally whore and have an excuse for it.
Saturday, 9 October 2010
rumoursssssssssssssss
Have you ever done something with a member of the opposite sex and been secretly proud of it? Don't bother denying it, everyone has that one person who your happy you did 'stuff' with. When your friends bring it up, your proud. Its almost like winning a competition:
''you got with blahdiblahh''
''So? He’s leng!''
Maybe you haven’t had that precise conversation but you get my drift, and if you don’t THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU. Only joking, maybe it’s just my specific group. Anyway, that’s not the point I’m trying to make, my point is that when such an event occurs either
A) you're too drunk to remember
B) It was on holiday so none of your friend can not fully appreciate the lengness (yes that is a word) of the person in question or
C) you're too drunk to remember
However, when you make a mistake, get with someone embarrassing, or are sober, everyone finds out about it.
In summery, I’m never drinking again and I’m checking every guy on facebook before I get with him to ensure that he is in fact single and that he has no mutual friends.
''you got with blahdiblahh''
''So? He’s leng!''
Maybe you haven’t had that precise conversation but you get my drift, and if you don’t THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU. Only joking, maybe it’s just my specific group. Anyway, that’s not the point I’m trying to make, my point is that when such an event occurs either
A) you're too drunk to remember
B) It was on holiday so none of your friend can not fully appreciate the lengness (yes that is a word) of the person in question or
C) you're too drunk to remember
However, when you make a mistake, get with someone embarrassing, or are sober, everyone finds out about it.
In summery, I’m never drinking again and I’m checking every guy on facebook before I get with him to ensure that he is in fact single and that he has no mutual friends.
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