August 2009
9 posts
there’s nothing worse than a beg-friend, unless you have beg family.
i spent the entire wedding, as did the other siblings/parents of bride and groom, wishing you would disappear into a hole in the ground, simply to realise now that you are not and can not be a blood relation.
no my mum was not a ghetto kensington mother, nor i a crack baby so NO we did not, i repeat did not ‘crack...
the thrill is in the chase
the thrill is in the chase
the thrill is in the
chase?
my work have given me my holiday dates, for the week before my holiday. they said they would sort it out and call me back, guess what no call back!
hello week of doing nothing at home, goodbye prebooked prepaid holiday.
sometimes i get an irresistible urge to say to those fake people, who want to be one of us, who want to get up in our business and take over… in a way that they understand:
FALL BACK!
Worse of all it is mostly ‘family’ I wish to say this to.
You know when
a guy turns up a whole hour late to meet you very early in your relationship…
he ‘looks’ for holidays with you, then takes you on a holidays his boys have already arranged instead…
you don’t meet his family…
he buys you the bag you wanted for 2 months for your bday, then lets his mum put it into storage thinking it was an old bag of hers, and on your...
I hate step families
Not everybody’s but the whole concept of it. I mean who thought it would be a good idea to bring strangers together, mix up the parents, mix up the kids of different ages and upbringing?
I mean fine kids are kids and more or less adapt to most things. But BAM then you’re teens, young adults and this shit don’t work, esp. not with the girls.
It was my older bro’s wedding...
July 2009
1 post
Reblog with your school colors.
bribrix3:
ithinkimturningjapanese:
sewyourselfshut:
thenamesp:
sewyourselfshut:
loudernownico:
terra-bear:
ashleyrawr:
justbeprettybutnaive:
Red and black.
Blue and gold.
green and silver.
Black and Orange.
blue and white~
my HS was green and white, but my college is purple & gold.
lsu? :P
Maroon & white. I think, But someone said It may be Maroon & black...
May 2009
18 posts
So I have a new job. Its great after training for sooo long -like 3months- but its friday and already I hate it.
I hate waking up at 8am.
I hate working til 6pm.
I hate working 7 days a week.
I hate working on the bank holiday (Monday).
Somebody remind me why we need money again?
ha I have an invite to go to a college reunion… but my bf’s ex bestie is going.. This is the guy who thought I liked him and was coming onto him, because I had the same lessons with him, was polite to him and stuff because he was my bf’s bestie…duh. How the hell did he think for 6 months I liked him and yeesh why would he come onto his bestie’s gf????? wtf!
The ex boyfriend found out I collapsed twice this week. He wants to meet me in Starbucks at 2. That’s not enough time to shower, dress hair and makeup to show him what he is missing- even though I ended it. Grr
jessicachu:
merricat:
Ben Folds ft. Regina...
“The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via julie911) (via jessicachu)
I hate rain.
I spent 10 angry minutes thrashing out an email which bared all: that I loved him, how he made me believe in marriage and all that soppy stuff… how much he had hurt me.
It sent to myself, not him.
Thank f**k.
I had a job interview yesterday. I fainted,...
but i think i got the job yay
“An alcoholic is anyone you don’t like who drinks more than you do.”
– Dylan Thomas (via simko)
He can adore you for months. You think you have...
If a guy doesn't call you, he doesn't want to call...
(via jessicachu)
I read this post 2 seconds too late and got hung up on. bad times.
whothehellareyou:
missing someone isn’t so bad.
just don’t call.
don’t text.
definitely don’t write.
don’t come visit.
and I’ll be fine. Because then I can just forget you. I can just pretend that I never fell in love.
Ditto.
90 people get the swine flu and everybody wants to...
“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns...”
– (via thelovelybones)
The Tracey Fragments
(via can-be-infinite)
April 2009
15 posts
You can spend every day of your life thinking about something. Actively wishing. Praying. Literally praying. Regretting. It can be the simplest thing. It can be serious. In my case aside from my career dreams and exam worries, it was them. It was pathetic. It was silly. It was almost hilarious in how petty is all was and how deeply cut I was.
Bubbles slowly, eventually started talking to me...
Im feeling old..happy birthday2me :)
If it looks to you like I care, I MUST be making...
(via breenutbutterandjelly)
Master of Disguise
I should have known better. From the moment I saw these girls I was amazed and bowled over that they were so lovely. I had found the best friends of my life within the first few days or even hours of college. I felt like my choice to go to such a far away college, so different to my school and the reputable sixth forms my teachers were pushing me to go to and more importantly that most others from...
Until it's Gone
I started to become bulimic. The first session (for lack of better word) commenced whilst my younger sibling was in hospital, that summer before the horrible fall-out. I was felt guilty, wishing I could take the pain for her as she was so young. I was surrounded by the girls constantly moaning about their weight and body shapes. She who shan’t be named heavily influenced me. She was tall but...
Bread and Butter
Happy Easter
It had gotten to the point when sitting in class next to Bubble one day I burst into tears. Inexplicably (well not considering!). I was filled with misery. Imagine having all your favourite and closest mates taken away from you, hating you. Oh, and you have no other close friends.
As soon as I entered the canteen I saw the gang sitting in their usual spot. Bubble came up to me. I...
Misheard and Misunderstood
The bulimia came and went, then reappeared sometimes after hours, days, even weeks. I craved information, to know if I was harming myself from the very first time I purged. I was slightly worried for myself as I knew nobody else was therefore I had to be on the ball and stop the cycle before I was really hooked on destroying myself. At college we revised for our winter exams. My revision was...
I wish I could lose weight and keep it off this time. After bulimia and strict crash diets I have catastrophically put on the extra 5-10 pounds that are the long term effect of those types of weight-loss methods.
Blog for Release
I honestly don’t know why I am writing this out. I mean I have erm google checked this. Apparently this blog doesn’t come up in many if any searches but the thought of the girls reading this isn’t a nice one. I have tried to be honest with myself as well as about them, but I know people probably won’t see it that way. It has gotten past what they think as much as the inner...
Text from the bf
‘I had a large spot today it was one of those cyst thingies, i tried to do it without giving up and the joy of the splatter in the end was orgasmic lol x’
6 tags
Friendships and Morality
Back to this marvelous story of hope in human nature, friendships and morality!
As previously mentioned, She who shan’t be named had accused me of being jealous of her ‘special bond’ with Bubble. But worse yet Bubble said she had heard of She who shan’t be named’s theory, and approved.
As I write this, remember it and the anger and humiliation flood back I have to...
Why women can't stay bff's for long..
Absolutely agree! But its still sad :(
simplybasic:
I don’t know about you, but most of my friends come from an all-boys or an all-girls (secondary) school and until now, the boys are still tight together, and are still hanging out. As for the girls, most of them fell-out along the way and are only capable of giving each other rude stares when they ran into one another or do the fake air kiss,...
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Art of Perception
We had finished our first year of college and were enjoying the holidays. A few birthdays and girly catch-ups here and there. My younger sibling was admitted to hospital for the last 2 months of summer. I didn’t feel as supported by the girls as I usually did. I felt that they didn’t understand how serious the situation was, and not realising that I was travelling an hour each way to...
Am meant to be revising...but tumbling is so much...
15 tags
Chasing the Unobtainable
Happy Custard
Hello! I’m new to this blogging stuff. So why am I doing this? Well I’m not an attention seeking freak- at least I hope not. I don’t want anybody to know who I am… the content of this blog shall explain why. And if nobody reads this, well that’s a shame because who doesn’t want honest advice and feedback, but at least I shall have gotten so many...