Promzilla.

& so a Promzilla is born.

Delay between posts is as I have given up my laptop. Only on here to post these for a few people who have requested them. *cough* Megan. *cough* *cough* Mr. Benton *cough*

So .. basically. I wasn't all that bothered about prom, just an excuse to have a bit of a get together, etc. Wasn't excited really by the whole date prospect, going with my most recent ex, who I am still good friends with, so there was nothing too special about that.

BUT.

The dress .. has changed it all. To quote Carrie Bradshaw : "The dress just upped the anti."

I have been re-born as a Promzilla. A breed of girls who have fits about the prom. A breed of girls who obsess over their dress, make-up, hair, nails, tan, etc. for the night of the prom.

I never saw myself as one of these girls. But voila! Here i is.

I never thought I was the type of girl who would stress herself about getting a tan because of the most stupid-est of reasons . . because her date is naturally tanned & she didn't want to look pale next to him in the pictures. Now seriously.

HELP.

all my love
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Outrage.

Last night, I was watching The Hospital on Channel 4, last night's "theme" was Teenage Pregnancy. This programme has induced a bit of a rant (Y).

If you haven't watched the programme, it's series about the NHS dealing with "teen excess", drug/alcohol abuse, obesity, teen pregnancies, that sorta stuff.
Last night's ep was based in a hospital in Birmingham, & it was honestly awful to watch. I don't know how to post this blog without sounding like a stuck up snob, but these really are teens that give teens in general a bit of a bad name. I understand that mistakes happen, but seriously .. there are sensible approaches to these kinda situations or there's these kinda attitudes ...


"I'd been having unprotected sex with him for a while, so I didn't think I'd get pregnant."
-One teen Mum, when asked about contraception.

"I'm sorry, you can't have a birthing pool, that's more for low-risk pregancies." - Qualified doctor to young teen Mum who was having major complications.
"I hate you all!" Teen Mum's very mature response.

"She might be a baby now, but she won't be a baby for the rest of her life."
- Pearl of wisdom from a teen Mum about her new baby girl.

"Dya know, I haven't had a fag yet!"
- A teen Mum. She hadn't had a fag because she'd been in the operating theatre.


I honestly believe that your age doesn't neccesarily affect whether you'll be a good parent or not, but with the attitudes & statements above, that's what is going to determine a struggle.
I don't think these girls are seriously stupid, I think that these girls needed more help & education on the subject of sex & contraception. It's about time the NHS stopped just showing programmes like these making teens out to be idiots, & started properly educating the teens, then see the pregnancy rates slow.

Adios 'till my next post.
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Clarissa The Avenue.

Hello bloggers.

I really should be in bed, but am in a state of too much hilarity to manage the journey there.

I am in this state of hilarity as I have been discussing porn star names.

Take the name of your first pet, & add it to the name of your first house, street, etc.

My name would be . .

"CLARISSA THE AVENUE".

Major LOLs. Had a funny time pondering with Lukee, exactly what this avenue is . .

& we are making a film, about Clarissa & her wild ways. So stay tuned bloggers. . .

:)

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ps. if you are interested in playing the part of Clarissa The Avenue, requirements are:

- tall

- pretty

- blonde

- huge breasts

auditions shall be taking place sometime in the summer. enquire to myself or my fellow director if you are interested.

pss. the above picture of a rabbit is because Clarissa was an albino rabbit .. Clarissa was also a dude rabbit . . :L

Creativeness..

.. Or the lack of it. My creative mood has kind of run out after the three days of a solid arty feeling. So to carry of the creative feel of the blog, whilst I "ummmh" & "aaaah" about when and how my next creative outburst will occur, I am posting about something creative I did a while back.

The above bag was made by me, not sure if that's a good or bad thing to own up for tbh, but hey-ho. It wasn't an impulse or creativity, wasn't spontaneous, this, my friends, was a compulsary result of alot of nagging from my Textiles teacher fer coursework. Now all that's left is for me to finish the written work. Bad times!

Oh yeah, anyone feel like inspiring me, re-firing my creativity. Go ahead.

Love

P x

:)

Hunting.

I have been hunting all morning. For the above Easter eggs (& quite a few more, but they didn't escape my chocolate feast this morning).
Firstly, I would like to point out how ridiculous the little eggs were to find, my mother obviously has major issues.
It has been fun. I now feel sick, but it was worth it. Happy Easter!

Pearl of wisdom:
"Easter is the PMSing teen's saviour."
- Me, to my mother when she enquired as to why I was eating so much chocolate all before 10 o'clock.

Inspired.

My last post inspired me to make a few of my own Post Secret postcards. I won't send them, because they're not really true, and a couple aren't actually secrets, they just looked good. I was feeling creative, so I though I'd share some :) The above picture was taken in my bedroom, as it's a picture on my wall, and then I just edited in some font. I was listening to the Plain White Ts song :)

The above is for my family & friends who make me feel taller than my 5ft 5".

:)

x

Secrets.

Howdy bloggers :)

http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com/

Most amazing blog of all time.

Postsecret is a community art project, which gives me mixed feelings everytime I go on there.

Think . . All American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret video.

People send in their secrets anonymously on customised post cards, some are funny, some are sad, some are heart-warming, but all are a load off some anonymous people's mind.

Definately worth checking them out, and maybe even making your own :)

Happy PostSecreting!

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Femenism?

Good day, bloggers :)

Somewhere in between waking up, having a major cleaning spree in my room (which included polishing my skirting boards, but i don't have OCDs ..), doing all of my ironing which I haven't done for , er .. a while, getting all childish on the trampoline, having a mini rave (by myself) to cheesy nineties R 'n' B on the tv, I had a bit of a brainwave about what I would talk (rant) about on my first (second, if you count the nice introduction) post. This should hopefully keep Megan off my back for a while. (LOVE YOU!) :)

Yesterday, whilst being bored, I was flicking through articles and features on Cosmopolitan.com, which is the type of girly rubbish I like to indulge in when not feeling all intellectual, along with the monthly Glamour, fortnightly Look, More and Closer. Anyway, on the named site, I found an article which literally made me laugh so much I slightly questioned my ability to control my bladder.

Named article : (http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/relationships/train-boyfriend?click=main_sr)

You may need to read it to understand why what I'm saying is incredibly witty and funny.

Name Of Article : 6 Ways To Train Your Boyfriend.

Yes, TRAIN. Written and inspired by .. animal trainers.
I seriously question what type of guys these girls are going out with, and if they're even of the same species? Also questioning the respect they have for their guys, and how would they feel if their beloved beaus (which could very likely be your own dog, Fido, so watch it. Yeah and you, Patch!) wrote an article titled; "6 Ways To Train Your Girlfriend". Better yet, "6 Ways To Train Your Bitch." - Female dog, right? What an outrage that would cause amongst the many so called "femenists" out there.

I, Poppy, up until about a year ago, liked to consider myself as a "femenist". Never let a guy pay, never let a guy tell you what do do, never let a guy CHANGE you. After all, we deserve it, after women have to fight for our rights, yeah? Fight for equality. Yay, woop, amazing, Margaret Thatcher, a new generation of business women, woo ... write an article that teaches other amazing independant women to TRAIN a man in a relationship? Riiight. Makes sense. I think not.

See, "femenists" of today, are not just femenists, fighting for equal rights. They have become hypocrites. (Disclaimer, right here: I am in no way saying it applies to ALL femenists, but certainly a majority, and this is the feeling I am getting at the moment.) They're perfectly happy to complain about men looking at them like "pieces of meat" and using derrogatory language, but then think it's okay for them to do it, as it's only "a bit of fun". Women are perfectly happy to protest and fight to not be manipulated and controlled by men, but then write articles about training men? What?!

In my opinion, I think us women are a bit confused as to what we want in life , from a man, and how we want to be treated by a man. We expect men to know what we want, when we don't know what we want ourselves, this, my friends, will only end it more tears and emotional break-ups. We wanted men to help around the house, be more sensitive, etc etc. Now we want them to man-up a bit? Wouldn't you be confused? So maybe we should give guys a bit of a break as we're just as clueless sometimes, as they are?

Hmm.

ponder in peace!
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My first.

Right. S'up.

Name's Poppy, & if you've read my profile bit thingy, then you'll know that I was told to do this, by my best friend, who I shall not name untill I have the link to her blog, & she can be named & shamed. Unfortunately Megan (*shock* *horror* said your first name), has gone to bed, therefore I am writing this, not knowing what to say, or even how to use the site much (Y).
I also have no followers as I have just set this up, so I kinda feel that I'm talking to myself.. healthy? I think not.

So yeah .. blogs, huh? Awesome.. woop. Thing is, never blogged before. You may just have to put up with a few random posts of absolute rubishness untill I find my feet in the blogging world.

My first amazing piece of witty rubishness (ish) will be on sometimes during the next couple of days, probably sooner if Megan has her way.

Peace out!
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