That's my new phrase for some unknown reason. I don't know where I've picked it up from and I don't know who else uses it so it's just strange. Well I've had an odd couple of weeks, for some reason I've just been in my own crazy little world.
I've got a friend called Laila from work who is a really nice girl and I went out with her one night with her ex and his best friend. Her ex was driving. Laila and I went to watch the musical fireworks which were pretty crap to be honest but we had a nice drink or two beforehand in Lloyds, then we saw them being chavs and driving vodka and orange outside watching them cause it wa sover priced to go inside and see them. We then went to a couple of clubs, this is on a Sunday night lol. Then her ex and his friend came and we drank some more. Her ex's best friend is called Day and he seemed really quite so the loudmouth and slightly tipsy girl that I am went to speak to him and bless him he was alright. We went to another place where I carried on talkin to him and he was an interesting person who had already been on a 5 day bender beforehand. We went out and headed to Maloney's but Ste (Laila's ex) and Laila were taking the mick really far behind us. So we were stood outside Maloney's and I said can I not go see where they are and he said no, and I stood there and he just randomely kissed me and I was like ooook. At least it passed the time quicker when they got there. After the clubs we got some more booze and went driving, well we weren't driving, Ste was cause he was the only one who hadn't touched any bevvy whatsoever. I ended up being a little schlag and doing stuff with Day but oh well. We met up with them again a couple of days later, dropping Laila off at like 1 in the morning and I ended up gettin back about 7 in the morning. We went to the beach and in my drunkness the second time as well I did more stuff with him, in the back of a car while Ste was in the front. Alcohol shouldn't make you let go of your inhibitions too much.
I also went on a date about a week ago something like that. I met him like through a friend of a friend and I was texting him a fair bit. his names Chris, he's an account manager, ex Terresrial Army and seemed ok. We went for a drink, for a quick meal before a film at Frankie and Benny's lol. Then we saw the Heartbreak kid which is just pure cheese fest!! We then went to drink more and I ended up at his house and we did the bad rudies which I shouldn't have done and wouldn't have done if I didn't have alcohol down my throat. But I stayed the night and he was nice in the morning too. I've still been texting him and that. On Fri he went in for an operation, a very funny one but I shouldn't laugh cause it's so cruel. He's having a circumsicion because he's "grown out of his foreskin" I think that's just absolutely hilarious but I was very nice to him lol. So he's bored off work for a week and out of action for a month which is unfortunate because he's very very good :P but I dunno if I'll see him again. This Saturday just gone I did my horrendous 10 hour shift at George and I was sooo tired by the end of it, I had another date that night too, with a guy called Phil who I gave my number in a club but completely forgot about it and he got in touch. So I dosed myself up on Red Bull and Pro Plus which worked and I was awake. We were going to a very posh place so I got a dress where the only thing that made it tacky was the netting on the underneath which I cut out cause it looked awful and got some nice black pointy shoes (pointy shoes does NOT equal porn star) lol. So we went to Club 23 which is on the top of the hilton hotel, very posh but very nice. I went to the toliet and I was a bit drunk and this random guy started talkin to me and I must of given him my number cause I got an odd text saying "so how was the date with the intelligent guy. Fancy going for a date which doesn't involve much talking but lots of naughtiness. Simon" I text back saying "Er....no" ^.^ short but sweet. So anyway I decided this Phil guy isn't my type of guy. He's got far more money than sense and money and showing off about it isn't an attractive feature. I rather go out with somebody who doesn't have much money but a lot more modesty lol. So that's a no no so I'm single and you know what, I've decided, I don't think I want a boyfriend. Maybe last time has just put me off a tad, an obsessive leech who just took all the money he could. Maybe they're more trouble than they're worth, and I'm not going to do the "I think I'll turn lesbian" thing cause I won't, guys are still a lot better and always will be. Even if they can be very confusing sometimes.
However, my ex Barker is coming up this week, today till next Monday. On Wednesday it's Halloween and I was going to go out with my friends but then Sahar has invited him along on the Wednesday and I felt quite insulted. I asked her why and she said "he's one of my best friends and I've not seen him for a few months" (he moved down to Milton Keynes when I dumped him) and I don't understand why she has to invite him on OUR night out why can't she see him when I'm not there so I'm quite pissed off at that cause I continuely argue with him now because he's a complete GIMP. Everyone seems to have forgotten all the shit he's done and now he's the perfect little boy. Fuck that, I know and I won't forget. I don't want to see him. What is in the past should stay in the past and he's one of them things. He should just go away and apparently he's coming to see all these numerous friends of his up here. The ones who didn't want to know when he was penniless, the ones he never mentioned. It wouldn't surprise me if he just met them all on the net cause he's never mentioned them once. Funny that. Well he can just fuck off away instead of nuzzling in on our bloody night out. What a twat. But because Sahar invited him to ruin my night I just feel really lonely. Like he's more important than I am and it just pisses me off loads. But I miss Sahar a lot because I don't see her like I used to so I'm putting up with the dickhead for her and that's it. On a positive note because it's Halloween on Wednesday I'm dressing up - as a police woman, a slaggy one at that. I have a tight black skirt, white blouse, fishnets, patent black heels with a silver chrome heel. I bought a trungeon, handcuffs, a "special police" badge, a hat, aviators and a neck tie. I also bought the red lips thing which should look ace. I tried it on last week and it looks quite funny. Got the pics on my com. Hopefully Sahar will remember her camera cause the opportunity can NOT be passed up at all.
My alarm didn't go off this morning so I didn't go to college. I've lost the booklet I neede danyway to do my essay question which is annoying. She'll think I'm lying but seriously I have no idea where it is. I also missed my test on the music industry in media today. I can't believe my phone decided to do that! I think O2 are stalking me you know. I was considering getting a contract phone the Sony Ericsson W910i which is a very nice phone which holds lots and lots of songs and the contract looked good, for £30 a month I would get unlimited texts (well max 3000) and 500min, but O2 have decided if I pay £30 a month I get 10,000 texts, yes 10 THOUSAND and I get my top ups back, recently I got £20 credit back, I get my O2 treats and everything so I'm not sure now. I have 9,500 texts to use up before I can get my contract phone, it's just not going to happen is it? I can't just buy the phone either, it's only on contract at the moment. I'm so confused - any feedback and advise would be great lol. Shall I get a contract phone or stick with my pay-as-you-go. So bloody confusing isn't it!
Ok well I will definately use the blog more cause it's not like it takes much time out of my day does it. Yesterday on Sunday I was meant to get pissed with Laila and Ste and one of Ste's mates but all of his mates said no cause they've got work this morning so we've planned it for Tue cause somebody is bound to come out now. Hopefully it isn't Day cause I will be quite embarrassed, except when I'm drunk cause then I won't give a shit lol. But I said something to Ste which I shouldn't have, I told him he'd (Day that is, not Ste) would be alright for a casual fling till a nice guy is found, I just hope he hasn't said anything to him about it. I mean Day is an alright looking guy I might as well, but he does have a fit accent which is all good. From Bootle or Walton, one of them lol. So yea that's it. Going to go on the sun bed today I think before work then work from 5-10 where I keep gettin disaplinary's because people at George keep complaining about me and making up loads of shite about me and it pure pisses me off so I'm just not going to talk to none of them and just be very polite. I'm glad I've got friends in other departments though otherwise work would be impossible to bear.
xXx
Monday, 29 October 2007
Tuesday, 2 October 2007
I Am Back........With A Vengance!
Well it's been a hell of a long time since I blogged, few days before my 19th brithday actually.
I have moved to Southport and I'm in second year at college doing my A Levels; Psychology, Sociology and Media. I dropped Business last year and I am the second oldest person in college, and oldest girl. The oldest guy has just turned 20. I feel like a grandma and some people call the "mummy" which is embarassing and draws me to the fact I'm not little anymore lol.
I moved to Southport last October after going to Bury college for a month, I met a small but nice group of friends which is all you need. Why have several loads of people who you aren't that close to when you can have a few good friends.
I have met an ace person called Sahar who is half-Iranian in Southport who has become my big S'port chum who is the best girl for shopping with and chilling we. we have such a laugh on the daftest things like Singstar, although I always lose, knowing full well I don't exactly have the voice of an angel. Then there's her boyfriend Pete who's quite ace too.
Today I have skiived off college cause I'm too lazy to go in for a full day. I was orginally meant to go to Preston with Sas (Sahar) on Thursday so I booked it off work, it was a perfect day cause I had only tutor group and psychology on the Fri but grrr it got changed to tomorrow (Wednesday) which messes up my plans which is not good!
I've not changed dramatically since I blogged properly last, but I've matured and grown up a bit, but I had more random things going on then. I was homeless after being kicked out by my mother. Ended up in some bad places. Like some chav I knew, his flat. Which I shared with 3 other guys and they were just evil and stole and it was bad. I then went onto the M3 project where you stay with a host family but got kicked off that because I just didn't get along too well with the people, the rules in place were too extreme. I lived in a youth hostel which was fun at first apart from when the chavs kicked off, I generally enjoyed myself and being young. I did what I wanted and enjoyed it all. I've done enough partying to last me a lifetime and my poor body suffered too :P. I got kicked out of there cause some guy in the room next to mine was smoking weed and they thought it was me which wasn't good, he was a hardcore weed smoker too so it always looked bad on me. I stayed in a temporary hostel in Accrington after that, across the road from my grandma. I then stayed with a guy I met, through a friend I knew. He was so evil though, when he got annoyed I paid the price. My mother rescued me in the August of 2006, I stayed with her 2 months then moved in with her boyfriend Colin in the October to Ainsdale. We've had big houses in the past and this was no exception. The rooms were all huge, only small thing was the garden. My double bed fit perfectly into the room with loads of space after that. Then my boyfriend at the time Matt helped us all move into the place we are now. A dingy little semi house. It's absolutely tiny, you can walk the lounge in 4 steps, my room is so small you can't move. All I have in it is my double bed, two tiny bedside tables, my computer desk and a big chest of drawers. I can't fit my clothes anywhere and my stuff is still in boxes as it has nowhere to go. Colin and I both hate this house but my mother likes it which annoys me. Hopefully we will be moving soon. Colin is always going on about how we could of had a 4 bedroom detached house in Banks for the same price, but Banks is for inbreds *high 6* so I've been told. Don't know much about Southport as I have only lived in Formby a few times.
Southport is a lot better than Rossendale, Rossendale was a small place with hardly any shops and a shit load of chavs, there was a murder recently of two people by a group of chavs there. Here in Southport we have the cinema, bowling, 3 mcdonalds, shit loads of shops, and not all bad, the only proper shops in Rossendale were high class boutiques which no normal person could afford. There's places to chill here and the people are just as nice. And there's hardly any chavs too. In Rossendale the only thing I miss is the people, I miss my friends as I had more there but it's harder to meet people when you have just moved somewhere, especially at this age. (I'm 20 in 2 months).
I recently got a job in August working for Asda. In George. Seeing all them clothes day in day out blags your head though. I work 29 hours a week which is crazy for a full time student! Met some lovely people through work though, some of them are so ace and now I have a wee bit more of a social life which is good :P not like I stayed in but it's nice to have a variety of different people like I used to in Rossendale. The Liverpool guys are so much more friendly too. So lovely. It's like a whole different place.
Just before I moved over here in Oct, in the August Kate who I still love lots and miss her like crazy went to Pleasureland in Southport. Which has now been closed down and my friend Trickett said they were zoo killers anyway. That was ace and I discovered Southport that little bit more. Plus the fitness of some guys like David who ran a stall in Pleasureland, he was so hot! There is far more hot guys here too, eye candy = no problem!
I'm going to meet Sas outside her college as she's moved colleges :( it's not the same without her and we're going to chill until work cause she's annoyed I'm not too keen on going Preston tomorrow when I've sorted it all out for Thursday and have to cancel on a trippet out with someone else.
Well that's my catch up, and as I now have the Internet which I survived for so long without I will update this blog quite regularly because I used to be an ace blogger in my own eyes. I may be extremely disillusioned though.
xXx
p.s. For anyone who doesn't know what I look like now
I have moved to Southport and I'm in second year at college doing my A Levels; Psychology, Sociology and Media. I dropped Business last year and I am the second oldest person in college, and oldest girl. The oldest guy has just turned 20. I feel like a grandma and some people call the "mummy" which is embarassing and draws me to the fact I'm not little anymore lol.
I moved to Southport last October after going to Bury college for a month, I met a small but nice group of friends which is all you need. Why have several loads of people who you aren't that close to when you can have a few good friends.
I have met an ace person called Sahar who is half-Iranian in Southport who has become my big S'port chum who is the best girl for shopping with and chilling we. we have such a laugh on the daftest things like Singstar, although I always lose, knowing full well I don't exactly have the voice of an angel. Then there's her boyfriend Pete who's quite ace too.
Today I have skiived off college cause I'm too lazy to go in for a full day. I was orginally meant to go to Preston with Sas (Sahar) on Thursday so I booked it off work, it was a perfect day cause I had only tutor group and psychology on the Fri but grrr it got changed to tomorrow (Wednesday) which messes up my plans which is not good!
I've not changed dramatically since I blogged properly last, but I've matured and grown up a bit, but I had more random things going on then. I was homeless after being kicked out by my mother. Ended up in some bad places. Like some chav I knew, his flat. Which I shared with 3 other guys and they were just evil and stole and it was bad. I then went onto the M3 project where you stay with a host family but got kicked off that because I just didn't get along too well with the people, the rules in place were too extreme. I lived in a youth hostel which was fun at first apart from when the chavs kicked off, I generally enjoyed myself and being young. I did what I wanted and enjoyed it all. I've done enough partying to last me a lifetime and my poor body suffered too :P. I got kicked out of there cause some guy in the room next to mine was smoking weed and they thought it was me which wasn't good, he was a hardcore weed smoker too so it always looked bad on me. I stayed in a temporary hostel in Accrington after that, across the road from my grandma. I then stayed with a guy I met, through a friend I knew. He was so evil though, when he got annoyed I paid the price. My mother rescued me in the August of 2006, I stayed with her 2 months then moved in with her boyfriend Colin in the October to Ainsdale. We've had big houses in the past and this was no exception. The rooms were all huge, only small thing was the garden. My double bed fit perfectly into the room with loads of space after that. Then my boyfriend at the time Matt helped us all move into the place we are now. A dingy little semi house. It's absolutely tiny, you can walk the lounge in 4 steps, my room is so small you can't move. All I have in it is my double bed, two tiny bedside tables, my computer desk and a big chest of drawers. I can't fit my clothes anywhere and my stuff is still in boxes as it has nowhere to go. Colin and I both hate this house but my mother likes it which annoys me. Hopefully we will be moving soon. Colin is always going on about how we could of had a 4 bedroom detached house in Banks for the same price, but Banks is for inbreds *high 6* so I've been told. Don't know much about Southport as I have only lived in Formby a few times.
Southport is a lot better than Rossendale, Rossendale was a small place with hardly any shops and a shit load of chavs, there was a murder recently of two people by a group of chavs there. Here in Southport we have the cinema, bowling, 3 mcdonalds, shit loads of shops, and not all bad, the only proper shops in Rossendale were high class boutiques which no normal person could afford. There's places to chill here and the people are just as nice. And there's hardly any chavs too. In Rossendale the only thing I miss is the people, I miss my friends as I had more there but it's harder to meet people when you have just moved somewhere, especially at this age. (I'm 20 in 2 months).
I recently got a job in August working for Asda. In George. Seeing all them clothes day in day out blags your head though. I work 29 hours a week which is crazy for a full time student! Met some lovely people through work though, some of them are so ace and now I have a wee bit more of a social life which is good :P not like I stayed in but it's nice to have a variety of different people like I used to in Rossendale. The Liverpool guys are so much more friendly too. So lovely. It's like a whole different place.
Just before I moved over here in Oct, in the August Kate who I still love lots and miss her like crazy went to Pleasureland in Southport. Which has now been closed down and my friend Trickett said they were zoo killers anyway. That was ace and I discovered Southport that little bit more. Plus the fitness of some guys like David who ran a stall in Pleasureland, he was so hot! There is far more hot guys here too, eye candy = no problem!
I'm going to meet Sas outside her college as she's moved colleges :( it's not the same without her and we're going to chill until work cause she's annoyed I'm not too keen on going Preston tomorrow when I've sorted it all out for Thursday and have to cancel on a trippet out with someone else.
Well that's my catch up, and as I now have the Internet which I survived for so long without I will update this blog quite regularly because I used to be an ace blogger in my own eyes. I may be extremely disillusioned though.
xXx
p.s. For anyone who doesn't know what I look like now
