Blossom.

you gain something with every risk you take.

this shall be a rule i will apply to my life as of now.

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ps. this is not MY arm, or tattoo.

Who's Baby?

Haha. The joys of a seven year old sister.


Me: ooooh, she's pregnant! Who's baby is it? (watching Eastenders, haven't watched in awhile)
Rosie: Er, it's her's. Stupid. (muttered under breath)

:L


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Old & Senile.

i saw this and it reminded me that for the next week i shall be spending all my time with my relatives.
half of which deserved to be sectioned.


One of these relatives is my Great Uncle who everyone calls "Uncle Diz" or "Dizzy". And no one knows where this originated from, as his real name is Harry.
One of Uncle Diz's many hobbies is chasing any relative he can find around with his false teeth. He even chased my Mum on holiday once, false teeth in his hands.
It's all very quaint.
Wish me luck.
I'll be needing it, luck . . and a bone or something for Uncle Diz . . .

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EDIT: actually his name is Henry? wtf. the over-use of ridiculous nicknames has some serious long term affects.. i wonder if even he remembers his name.

I really should stop. .

. . reading my horoscopes.

i hardly ever believe they apply to my life. however, sometimes they are uncannily similar to my day. this could just be because there are billions of people in the world, a horoscope has to apply to at least one person, right?

Today's:

PISCES - February 20th - March 20th
You can't fight a bullying bureaucracy at least not today. Trying to swim against the tide will just leave you battered and bruised. It's better to play along, even if your conscience is screaming in agony. Resist the urge to drop your duties for the sake of pleasure. If people see you having fun while everyone else is toiling away, you'll be a social pariah. A love affair may feel more oppressive than pleasurable. Break things off now, while you're still in control.


This is from Russell Grant, which I read almost daily. I shouldn't.
After a ridiculously unproductive day of missing a dentist appointment due to bloody buses and then unsuccessful job-hunting, this isn't what i wanted to read.

argh. a dollar for every person who can cheer me up.
i'm not american, and have no dollars, however it sounds better than a pound.

peace
ish
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The getaway car is parked outside ..

.. where is it taking you?

all the way to Vegas. Las Vegas, not Skeg Vegas.

If you owned a shop .. what would you sell?

books. i love books. & would love to work at Waterstones. actually, scrap that . . maybe an old book shop, where the books smell musty and well-loved.

What things would you put in a time capsule to be opened in 50 years?

I did this once! but i put it out to sea. i think i put in a teddy bear necklace and some other random stuff that my 12 year old self treasured. now, i don't know what i'd put in. probably some of my favourite music compiled on a CD, so that my kids/grandchildren/great-grandchildren could learn about me now, through the music that I listen to, and each song would represent a part of me (memory, etc) that i could explain and share with them.


Do you preffer to write with pen and paper or on keyboard?

pen and paper. it makes me feel creative and really happy. especially when it's in a bulky notepad.

What do you always have to have with you when you travel?

my iPod. i rarely leave the house without it. even if i'm going to the little shop around the corner. i'm such a rude pedestrian, you don't get conversation you just get a huge manic smile, which i hope radiates politeness. whilst i secretly rock along in my head.

A piece of advice everyone should hear..

listen to Baz Lurhman's song - Wear Suncreen.

Defend your vice.

my vice is talking too much so .. that's slightly ironic :P i'll let people decide if it's productive or not. my family will tell you it's most definately not. :)

What famous people have you seen in real life?

russell brand, bear grills, chris akabusi (i think that's how you spell it - he's an athlete)

What got you into trouble as a child?

attempting to drive my Mum's Range Rover.

Where's your favourite place to people-watch?

Starbucks. it is the best place by far. i have seen men checking their reflections in the windows not realising i was sitting there looking and laughing at them. priceless!

Return of The Pop.

Hullo strangers :)

I am back, having completed my exams and left school :D !!

I am now very excited about the rest of my life. I gave myself a week to recover by doing practically nothing but chilling, and tomorrow the summer really begins! :)

Things I have done since not blogging:


I found an awesome photographer;

I have stopped watching Big Brother; as this year it is utter rubbish.

I have decided that I most likely want to become a; journalist. but this will change. it always does.

I have applied for the Junior Apprentice; which I hope to God i get on. I'd rock Sugar's world.

I have been for lots of walks; some of which have included hiding under a metal bridge from the lightening and random encounters from strangers that have restored my faith in people in general.

I have taken up; drawing for fun again. I may post some of my drawings, if I have absolutely nothing else of interest to say.

Well this was just a brief catch-up; more intellectual shizz will come soon. But for now go with the flow :)

Peace

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Unhealthy.

Another self-obsessed blog from yours truly. (Y)

So, the other day I was clearing out stuff from underneath my bed, which was, effectively an enlightening experience. I found out three important things about me;

1) I like to hoard.

2) I have an unhealthy obsession.

3) I have been sharing my bedroom with a rather massive spider. Shown below. I'd like to call him Insy Winsy, but that depicts a lack of orginality & this spider was by no means "insy".

*shudders* Anyways, after this beast had been disposed of by my Mother & her trusty companion, Henry Hoover - oh yes ;) - I carried on clearing stuff out, finding lots & lots of rubbish that I had collected over the years & just shoved under my bed. Along with this rubbish I encountered an unhealthy obsession . .

The above picture is my 8 year old sister. & her disapproving face is because of the 55 magazines I found under my bed. That does not include the other 15 Glamour magazines in my wadrobe.

In this incriminating photo, there is £98.27 worth of magazines. Yes. That is only £22 pounds ish less than my prom dress. These have been collected over the last year and a half. Not good. Especially as magazines are seen to be bad for self-esteem , etc. Will I stop buying them? Probably not. Will I cut down a bit? Most likely. These magazines do not make me stupid. Celebrity culture, new fashion, etc is all just people feeding curiosity. I'm not going to act all mightier-than-thou, cos' I know they're probably of no actual use. But - oh - wait, look . . Jade Goody had an affair?! OhemGee!

Laters Bloggers

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