Piss take Pouts & weirdo's

DO ONE!

What a bitch.
10 minutes & you annoy the hell out of me.
Probably less than 10 minutes but i'm just feeling nice.
Just don't talk to me again yeah? I know that's not going to work but still.
Talk to me like i'm something stuck on the bottom of your shoe? Do you want to make a lack of nicotine any harder? Stressed anyone?
I just hope i don't see you tomorrow or any time soon.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

And calm.



Love.

Stone Sour

Gotta thank the Lady for making me listening to Stone Sour.
I can't get enough of them. Especially this song.

Ok so budgeting is going really well.

After getting paid i started to pay off my debts so that was a good thing.
I also decided to treat myself. To be honest i only got things i need. Well didn't really need the 2 nose rings i got but still.
Didn't really need the lush bag either but afterall it is for me to take to Reading Festival (which is 4 months and 4 days away.) Spreading the cost makes much more sense.
I have been really good with my money. I only been out once since i got paid and spent like a tenner and that's REALLY good for me.
Next month will be even better because it will be my first full pay cheque. Well it's not really a cheque as it goes straight into the bank but still.
Most of it will be going towards debts anyway.
Debts & stuff for Reading Festival is how its going to be spent for the next 4 months.
After that no major debts & a new life.
Can't wait to be debt free. Will take a massive weight off my shoulders.

I seriously cannot wait till Monday.
Will be immensely good.
I got high expectations. Lets hope my expectations aren't ruined.

Note to the Bestest- It's not all bad, i'm still here. I'm not like "Blah." Well i hope i'm not anyway. Sucks not to have our weekly lunch today but we did have one yesterday. It's not all bad. New lives? yes.
We will be the same but will rock 10 times more.



Love.

work work work & work

Lately it just seems like i'm working all the time.
Sounds stupid because i only work 2 n half hours a day 5 days a week.
But that doesn't include the over time i do, usually on a sunday.....
My social life has taken a serious knock. I only go out about once a week now.
I'm missing my friends, especially Bird.
I see the Bestest at work.
But Bird & I used to see eachother couple times a week. Now i'm lucky to see her atleast once a week.
I shouldn't have to sacrifice friends for work. But getting up at 5 in the morning doesn't leave me much choice. I struggle to get up as it is let alone without having a really late, drunk night.
I'm hoping everything will get better with time.
Let the bad times past and the old, good times come back.


Bird if you read this, i miss you. Lots. I'm trying my best to sort it out.



Love.

Importance?

Why does having a boyfriend seem so important lately?
I've been single for a good couple of years and never felt like i needed one. Now me & fannyfeet just constantly talk about guys/relationships.
I used to feel young, free & single
Now i feel old, lonely & still single.
Don't get me wrong i still have my mates as always so i'm not 100% lonely but it's the nights in watching Shameless/Cougar town/ Hollyoaks and whatever else i watch when i'm like "is it so wrong for me to think i'd like to have a cuddle right now?"
Being a sagittarian I don't handle relationships well anyway so i would be surprised to find a guy who could actually put up with me.
I would like things to be on my terms for once.
Every guy i sorta liked has ended up with me being hurt one way or another. It's about time i found "love" right?
The other problem is that where do people meet each other nowadays? (I'm starting to think i sound like im from the 1930's rather than now) Majority of people say either work or clubbing or through friends. None of those options are going to be working for me any time soon. Unless my mates find some new people soon.
The main problem is meeting someone through clubbing (especially for me) is being absolutely wasted and making a fool of yourself. Take their number and don't hear from them again. Well i did used to give out the wrong number so that is partly my fault. Well, all my fault.
I know i'll find someone one day. Hopefully.
Fingers crossed yeah?
Sorta ranted a little bit didn't i?

Love.

Well.....

Last night I had far tooooo much to drink.
It's all a bit of a blur. So if i saw you then i do apologise.
I remember drinking a hell of a lot though.
As far as im aware it was a hell of a good night though.
But my god i did feel the effects when i woke up.

Tequila.

My mum emailed me a joke. I thought i would share it.

A man walks into a bar, notices a very large jar on the counter, and sees that it's filled to the brim with $10 bills. He guesses there must be at least ten thousand dollars in it. He approaches the bartender and asks, "What's with the money in the jar?"
"Well..., you pay $10, and if you pass three tests, you get all the money in the jar and the keys to a brand new Lexus."
The man certainly isn't going to pass this up, so he asks, "What are the three tests?"
"You gotta pay first," says the bartender, "those are the rules."
So, after thinking it over a while, the man gives the bartender $10 which he stuffs into the jar.
"Okay," says the bartender, "here's what you need to do:
First - You have to drink a whole quart of tequila, in 60 seconds or less, and you can't make a face while doing it."

"Second - There's a pit bull chained in the back with a bad tooth. You have to remove that tooth with your bare hands."

"Third - There's a 90-year old lady upstairs who's never had sex. You have to take care of that problem."

The man is stunned! "I know I paid my $10 -- but I'm not an idiot! I won't do it! You'd have to be nuts to drink a quart of tequila and then do all those other things!"

"Your call," says the bartender, "but, your money stays where it is."

As time goes on, the man has a few more drinks and finally says, "Where's the damn tequila?!"

He grabs the bottle with both hands and drinks it as fast as he can. Tears stream down both cheeks -- but he doesn't make a face -- and he drinks it in 58 seconds!
Next, he staggers out the back door where he sees the pit bull chained to a pole. Soon, the people inside the bar hear loud growling, screaming, and sounds of a terrible fight -- then nothing but silence!

Just when they think that the man surely must be dead, he staggers back into the bar. His clothes are ripped to shreds and he's bleeding from bites and gashes all over his body. He drunkenly says, "Now..., where's that old woman with the bad tooth?"



Haha.



Love.

I can't stop listening to this.

Thank god I found my Queens of the Stone Age album. Well one of them anyway.







Love.

shot&shot&shot&shot

I miss just going out.
Went to the pub yesterday with a few mates.
Was real good. I love the fact everytime we get together the conversations always like "Yeah I will lose weight." and "oh my god you did WHAT?!? with WHO?!!?"
Good times.
Should do it more often.
Then I went out after with the Lady. Was so funny.
Some weird guy grabbed the Lady and she was like "I have a much fitter boyfriend inside."
Could not stop laughing.
I do love my friends to pieces.
My life just would not be the same otherwise.
Best thing about going out last night- the collection of free shot cards we found.
Banging.




Love.

Sunday night.

Bunny hop.
Fish bowl.
Dodgy bets.
Tribal skank.
Ugg boots.
I fitted right in...............not.
Knee high boots, no gold jewellery, dancing like my mum.
Go me. Wooooo


Love.

How random.

Best chat up line i have heard for a while......

"We have to meet up again soon...you're my future ex wife."

Can hardly believe he actually said that.



Love.

Princess Munchy

http://www.princessmunchy.blogspot.com/

That's the bestest's blog.
Have a peak into her life.


Love.

My life seems to be going backwards.

So i'm 20 years old and have been told i'm not allowed to drink because i have work tomorrow. I'll be drinking by 9.
But on the other hand when i was 16 and working i was allowed to go out the night before work and get totally ruined, get back about 3 am and go to work the next day. How does that make sense?
I was underage so i shouldn't have been going clubbing anyway.
Now i'm old enough i'm "not allowed" to drink.
Doesn't make sense.
Also when i was 15, having a bottle of Jack Daniels (amogst other alcohol) was acceptable for me to drink at christmas but when i turned 16 i was too old.
Maybe the older I get the stricter my life becomes?
hmmmm. weird.

Anyways i best be going to get the vodka from upstairs...



Love.

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Time to babysit.