Ahhhhh.... Woke up this morning (Again, not feeling like P Diddy. God, how I hate that song. And Kesha. Anyways) at 11. Nooooooooooom ^^ Got up to date with my frontier on fb - have recently got addicted to it, which is baaaaaaaaaaad. Started moving around at about half 12 and Tim asked if I wanted to see the A Team, which was a dead no. So I rang up Mazi and gave us both a mere 45 minutes to get ready before going to see ~Inception.
Justin had zilcho moneys, yet Mazi paid for him so he could come too (Justin is Mazi's bf) and having him sat next to Timmy on the drive there earned me death stares that he deemed 'necessary'. The film was not too bad - not as good as Shutter Island, which although predictible, was the awesomes, but Inception was watchable despite the huge amount of the day it took up. 'Numb' does not even come close to desribing the state of my arse by the end of the film.
Was a bit in depth though and required full attention throughout. Also had blokey from 28 Days Later in it, the Irish one, Jim, Who's real name escapes me (having never known it) minus his irish accent, so I didn't aime him as much :( But I still think he is rather nom tbh. Many will think I'm odd to say that, but whatever.
Leo Di Caprio's recent films always have him having wife issues and then going a bit weird and/or mad. Maybe he isn't capable of playing other characters - no wonder he isn't married. Poor bloke, although he does piss me off rather a lot. The opening of the film was him being washed up on a beach. I turned to Mazi and said 'Haha, 90 years after Titanic sank' although Titanic sank in 1912, meaning it's actually 98 years since it sank. And Jack was a character and so wouldn't be on the Titanic anyways.
Went to KFC afterwards to brag about having a day off. Naturally, I love KFC so much I can't bare to be away from it, even for a day. God, I'm so sadddddddddddd. Tim wanted me to buy him fuckloads of food, but due to crippling car insurance payment i has no money. He kept bothering me for food, Justin didn't, so I bought him a burger. Tim is such a twat he didn't even notice.
Chilaxing now and chatting to my cousin who I haven't spoken to in donkeys, which is nice ^^ and listening to Muse, whom I've recently started loving loads. Went to search for mum's muse cd and ended up smashing my head on the drum kit symbol as i stood up. I felt like I was in a tom and jerry cartoon, but my face didnt go all chinese and I didn't grow a really long moustache.
Saturday 31 July 2010
Friday 30 July 2010
Something That Would Best Not Be Repeated
Well, That certainly was an eventful day. Will there ever be a time when literally nothing happens to me? I long to be able to not write about anything. Or even 'I watched films and slept and ate a bit. Awesomes' Fat chance.
Naturally, I went to work (this phrase seems to be said a lot in my blog) Although the morning at home was hideous - Christian was being a wanker, as per always, and I ended up slapping him. He brought it on himself tbh. I don't know if I'll be punished yet - haven't seen my mum for a few days. She's not away or anything, our shifts just overlap each other, which sucks.
It was like a hospital at work. Mr Alex has only 1 shoulder (seriously. It's gross. He keeps making me touch it :/) and an odd knee, which I also get to grope all the time. Daniel, who has only just returned to work after breaking his leg, popped his knee out of its socket. So both of them were limping around like nutters. Alex called them The Cripple Crew, which caused me to spit my drink everywhere. I aggreed to stop til 11 so Danny Boy could leave at 8. He finally left at half 10. What the HELL was the point in that?!?! Although, I still had a customer to serve at literally 2 mins to 11. We shut at 11. How can people STILL want buckets of chicken at that time of night.
I have NEVER seen work that busy before and for so long. My queue just wouldn't bugger off. If I got it down to only 5 cars left to order, 5 more would join them. It stretched on to the main road off the hardwick estate, which is quite a feat. I'd be proud if I wasn't so stressed out. There was an incident with a staff member too, which required the use of my first aid skills again. In the end though, I had to call an ambulance. Having spoken to her since, I've found she's been released from la 'opital but she didn't half scare me. Myself and Jadeles complained of shakey legs and feeling faint afterwards - there was a worry that we would end up stacking a pile of staff members up by the doors by the end of the night.
Slight issue with stupid customer syndrome - since when has salt been a sauce? I did my ususal 'Any sauces?' 'Yes, some salt please.' Um, no. They don't even sound similar. Took £2800, which still hasn't beaten the current record of £3100 in one day, currently held by yours truely ^^ earning me the title of Best Tiller In Norfolk. XD Booo yaaaaaaaaah!!
I jammed the mop pole in to my neck somehow. I very nearly had to join Ali in A & E thanks to lack of being able to swallow and breathing issues. I have a severely bruised neck, so major drama over. Although I will obviously look ridiculous in pictures taken over the next week, as I am on me hols, thank god!! Very much in need of this break. No work for 9 days - orgasmic ^^
Naturally, I went to work (this phrase seems to be said a lot in my blog) Although the morning at home was hideous - Christian was being a wanker, as per always, and I ended up slapping him. He brought it on himself tbh. I don't know if I'll be punished yet - haven't seen my mum for a few days. She's not away or anything, our shifts just overlap each other, which sucks.
It was like a hospital at work. Mr Alex has only 1 shoulder (seriously. It's gross. He keeps making me touch it :/) and an odd knee, which I also get to grope all the time. Daniel, who has only just returned to work after breaking his leg, popped his knee out of its socket. So both of them were limping around like nutters. Alex called them The Cripple Crew, which caused me to spit my drink everywhere. I aggreed to stop til 11 so Danny Boy could leave at 8. He finally left at half 10. What the HELL was the point in that?!?! Although, I still had a customer to serve at literally 2 mins to 11. We shut at 11. How can people STILL want buckets of chicken at that time of night.
I have NEVER seen work that busy before and for so long. My queue just wouldn't bugger off. If I got it down to only 5 cars left to order, 5 more would join them. It stretched on to the main road off the hardwick estate, which is quite a feat. I'd be proud if I wasn't so stressed out. There was an incident with a staff member too, which required the use of my first aid skills again. In the end though, I had to call an ambulance. Having spoken to her since, I've found she's been released from la 'opital but she didn't half scare me. Myself and Jadeles complained of shakey legs and feeling faint afterwards - there was a worry that we would end up stacking a pile of staff members up by the doors by the end of the night.
Slight issue with stupid customer syndrome - since when has salt been a sauce? I did my ususal 'Any sauces?' 'Yes, some salt please.' Um, no. They don't even sound similar. Took £2800, which still hasn't beaten the current record of £3100 in one day, currently held by yours truely ^^ earning me the title of Best Tiller In Norfolk. XD Booo yaaaaaaaaah!!
I jammed the mop pole in to my neck somehow. I very nearly had to join Ali in A & E thanks to lack of being able to swallow and breathing issues. I have a severely bruised neck, so major drama over. Although I will obviously look ridiculous in pictures taken over the next week, as I am on me hols, thank god!! Very much in need of this break. No work for 9 days - orgasmic ^^
Thursday 29 July 2010
The Definition of Prat
Ok, so I ended up working the night shift on my day off, but I had such an amazing day that it really doesn't seem important any more - I'm shattered and I fainted and spilled a krushem everywhere, but the day was awesome, even if I did act like a complete tosser the entire time. Also, I changed my tongue bar and can now close my mouth properly and my jaw no longer aches. I have my wish though - I have something in my mouth all the time (Alex found this an absolutely hilarious wish)
So the day began with a haircut from Jill (she is a hairdresser. I didn't get her to just cut my hair because she owns scissors or anything) so taking an inch off has ensured my hair begins to grow in length again and not just splitting sideways. My hair WAS split ends basically, which was rather hideous.
Saaaaaaaaaaaales ^^ Which scare me - the endless rails of clothes, that encourage rumaging and terrify the life out of me. Bomb sites. Ugh. So messy... Had a great 'Men Overheard' moment though. Some poor git was being dragged around by his girlfriend an hemust have just reached the end of his rope and just said 'I like everything that you like. Can we leave now?' Very nearly choked on my nom nom milkshake - Simon this time XD
I displayed typical Leah behaviour while mooching in Peacocks, Mazi knows that it isn't unusual behaviour for me, but this time I think I learned my lesson. Lilly Allen was played and she was destroying 'Everybody's Changing' by Keane, one of my fave bands in le world. I apparantly do a good impression of Silly Allen and mock sang it and bobbed around alot, much to Mazi's embarassment. A random woman saw and laughed. Then her friend across the store joined in. I basically started ramming my head against a clothes rail.
Millie, Mazi's sister was in town too and wanted rhe top of her ear pierced again, so off we traipsed to Hocus Pocus. It was odd going in there and not being the person getting something pierced. An obviously underaged girl was outside calling someone to come and pretend to be her mum so she could get a piercing. Staff members heard and basically told her to fuck off. It was actually hilarious!
I was called in to work, ugh. But first we went to pets at home, and I literally ran in to the store to look at the animals, neglecting to remember that my ex worked there and would most likely be working due to colleges finishing for the summer holidays. This is one of the reasons I dumped him - he is younger than me, and I tend to favour the older gent :) When trying to find the rats I practically tripped over him as he tried to get a hamster from a bottom cage for a customer, whom I had a lovely conversation with about the fact that hamsters are crap in comparison to rats. I behaved like a twat again when Jill said it was time to leave. I flounced out crying v loudly ' But I don't WANT to leave the shop!!!' I think my day was made though by Mazi, who picked up a box of dog food and said "Leah, would you like some lunch?"
All in all, it was a fantastic day. I stampeded to work via home to find that several of the chickens and Brian were in a bad way due to chicken bullying issues. Having not eaten in ages, I fainted a bit at work and threw a krushem EVERYWHERE but after a bit of TLC from Mr Alex and Hayley I was right as rain ^^
I have work again tomorrow, naturally. Ugh...
So the day began with a haircut from Jill (she is a hairdresser. I didn't get her to just cut my hair because she owns scissors or anything) so taking an inch off has ensured my hair begins to grow in length again and not just splitting sideways. My hair WAS split ends basically, which was rather hideous.
Saaaaaaaaaaaales ^^ Which scare me - the endless rails of clothes, that encourage rumaging and terrify the life out of me. Bomb sites. Ugh. So messy... Had a great 'Men Overheard' moment though. Some poor git was being dragged around by his girlfriend an hemust have just reached the end of his rope and just said 'I like everything that you like. Can we leave now?' Very nearly choked on my nom nom milkshake - Simon this time XD
I displayed typical Leah behaviour while mooching in Peacocks, Mazi knows that it isn't unusual behaviour for me, but this time I think I learned my lesson. Lilly Allen was played and she was destroying 'Everybody's Changing' by Keane, one of my fave bands in le world. I apparantly do a good impression of Silly Allen and mock sang it and bobbed around alot, much to Mazi's embarassment. A random woman saw and laughed. Then her friend across the store joined in. I basically started ramming my head against a clothes rail.
Millie, Mazi's sister was in town too and wanted rhe top of her ear pierced again, so off we traipsed to Hocus Pocus. It was odd going in there and not being the person getting something pierced. An obviously underaged girl was outside calling someone to come and pretend to be her mum so she could get a piercing. Staff members heard and basically told her to fuck off. It was actually hilarious!
I was called in to work, ugh. But first we went to pets at home, and I literally ran in to the store to look at the animals, neglecting to remember that my ex worked there and would most likely be working due to colleges finishing for the summer holidays. This is one of the reasons I dumped him - he is younger than me, and I tend to favour the older gent :) When trying to find the rats I practically tripped over him as he tried to get a hamster from a bottom cage for a customer, whom I had a lovely conversation with about the fact that hamsters are crap in comparison to rats. I behaved like a twat again when Jill said it was time to leave. I flounced out crying v loudly ' But I don't WANT to leave the shop!!!' I think my day was made though by Mazi, who picked up a box of dog food and said "Leah, would you like some lunch?"
All in all, it was a fantastic day. I stampeded to work via home to find that several of the chickens and Brian were in a bad way due to chicken bullying issues. Having not eaten in ages, I fainted a bit at work and threw a krushem EVERYWHERE but after a bit of TLC from Mr Alex and Hayley I was right as rain ^^
I have work again tomorrow, naturally. Ugh...
Wednesday 28 July 2010
Lovin' Each Day As If It's The Last ^^
Sooooo.. Am currently sat in Maaaaazi's bedroom, nommy not-quite set alcoholic jelly and having a loverrrly time bitching and hasing a catch up ^^
Soooo, work was its usual hell. Woken at 10 by Christian brandishing the phone at me and had to check I was completely covered by duvet or 'clothing' to prevent scarring issues. Attempted to go in early but got stuck in traffic for half an hour so ended up[ getting in to work at the correct time anyway, which was delightful. ugh.. William was in, who is possibly my favourite person in the whole wide world - haha Soooooo sarcastic. I hate him. With a passion. EVERYONE does. He is just a wanker, basically. I was fiddling with my tongue bar, as per always, and he saw and decided to speak up. Now, he may be 20 years my senior, but I am 2 years senior at KFC so he can fuck himself if he thinks I will listen to him. "You should really take that out, Leah." "you should really mind your own business, William. Anyways, it isn't healed yet" "Yes it is." "oh I see, didn't realise you were the aurthority on piercings and MY BODY! Naturally, at 18, I still need some complete tosser to make my decisions for me"
He wouldn't join in with the sex conversations either. Spoilt sport. He's the kind of bloke who doesn't even know what a vagina is. "Little more work, a little less chatting, Leah" "A little less butting in and a little more shut the fuck up, William :)" You get the picture.
Naturally, we had no stock again. Krushems lids - the drink that if you spill them in a car, no matter what flavour it looks as if a baby has vomited on your floor. Some stupid tart ordered 7 OF THE DAMN THINGS!! got to get my practise in somehow ;) and then had to transfer them in to normal cups so she could have lids. As I was pouring the 7th one in to the cup, she then goes "If you're gonna have to do that to eacvh one, then don't bother! WHAT THE HELL?!?!? Also had a wonderful argument with a regular bitch who called me a tart for getting her order slightly wrong because I couldn't hear her as she ordered from the passenger side of the car while her husband sat in his usual stance in the drivers seat - a broken, poor sod with no balls. I dared her to complain about me and ended up slamming the window on her. I can't be arsed with it anymore.
So then I had to be taxi for Tim, and as I pulled up, yet another child was there for me to waste petrol on taking home. Can';t very well say no when the child has already started getting in to your car as soon as you pull up.
Nomming jelly and bitching with Mazi - ah, I've missed this ^^ It's been aaaaaaaaaaaaaages. We spent most of the evening planning on making a video, which we never ended up making, but we made a list XD And looked through photys of an ex-friend, whom we haven't spoken to in about 2 years (and whos sister has just started going out with my youngest brother. I screamed and hyperventilated when I asaw the update.) Mazi made me a lover of incest - one truly delightful pic of said fat friend featured himself with his hand on his younger sister's boob. We were signed in on my profile at the time and Mazi liked the photo. My comment of 'He looks like a fat chinese woman' became my status, and I know he's going to see and prpbably talk to me again. ughhhhh nooooooooo...
And proper lol at one photo - one of his siters (he has a spawn of about 3o857239857 or so it seems) had a picture of herself and another of her sisters, with 'sisters for life' written on it. ,Well fucking YES!!!!!
I have to wear clothes in bed tonight, much to my dissappointment - I has to share Mazi's bed and I've recently making a habit of not wearing clothes to bed, much to Mazi's horror. We've had words. Tomorrow we are going to Lynn agin, literally 2 weeks later for shoppings and things. And Mazi's mum is cutting my hair in the morning. Win ^^
Soooo, work was its usual hell. Woken at 10 by Christian brandishing the phone at me and had to check I was completely covered by duvet or 'clothing' to prevent scarring issues. Attempted to go in early but got stuck in traffic for half an hour so ended up[ getting in to work at the correct time anyway, which was delightful. ugh.. William was in, who is possibly my favourite person in the whole wide world - haha Soooooo sarcastic. I hate him. With a passion. EVERYONE does. He is just a wanker, basically. I was fiddling with my tongue bar, as per always, and he saw and decided to speak up. Now, he may be 20 years my senior, but I am 2 years senior at KFC so he can fuck himself if he thinks I will listen to him. "You should really take that out, Leah." "you should really mind your own business, William. Anyways, it isn't healed yet" "Yes it is." "oh I see, didn't realise you were the aurthority on piercings and MY BODY! Naturally, at 18, I still need some complete tosser to make my decisions for me"
He wouldn't join in with the sex conversations either. Spoilt sport. He's the kind of bloke who doesn't even know what a vagina is. "Little more work, a little less chatting, Leah" "A little less butting in and a little more shut the fuck up, William :)" You get the picture.
Naturally, we had no stock again. Krushems lids - the drink that if you spill them in a car, no matter what flavour it looks as if a baby has vomited on your floor. Some stupid tart ordered 7 OF THE DAMN THINGS!! got to get my practise in somehow ;) and then had to transfer them in to normal cups so she could have lids. As I was pouring the 7th one in to the cup, she then goes "If you're gonna have to do that to eacvh one, then don't bother! WHAT THE HELL?!?!? Also had a wonderful argument with a regular bitch who called me a tart for getting her order slightly wrong because I couldn't hear her as she ordered from the passenger side of the car while her husband sat in his usual stance in the drivers seat - a broken, poor sod with no balls. I dared her to complain about me and ended up slamming the window on her. I can't be arsed with it anymore.
So then I had to be taxi for Tim, and as I pulled up, yet another child was there for me to waste petrol on taking home. Can';t very well say no when the child has already started getting in to your car as soon as you pull up.
Nomming jelly and bitching with Mazi - ah, I've missed this ^^ It's been aaaaaaaaaaaaaages. We spent most of the evening planning on making a video, which we never ended up making, but we made a list XD And looked through photys of an ex-friend, whom we haven't spoken to in about 2 years (and whos sister has just started going out with my youngest brother. I screamed and hyperventilated when I asaw the update.) Mazi made me a lover of incest - one truly delightful pic of said fat friend featured himself with his hand on his younger sister's boob. We were signed in on my profile at the time and Mazi liked the photo. My comment of 'He looks like a fat chinese woman' became my status, and I know he's going to see and prpbably talk to me again. ughhhhh nooooooooo...
And proper lol at one photo - one of his siters (he has a spawn of about 3o857239857 or so it seems) had a picture of herself and another of her sisters, with 'sisters for life' written on it. ,Well fucking YES!!!!!
I have to wear clothes in bed tonight, much to my dissappointment - I has to share Mazi's bed and I've recently making a habit of not wearing clothes to bed, much to Mazi's horror. We've had words. Tomorrow we are going to Lynn agin, literally 2 weeks later for shoppings and things. And Mazi's mum is cutting my hair in the morning. Win ^^
Tuesday 27 July 2010
Yeah, I Deffo Won't Be Putting a Ring on THAT!
My 'job' is one of those jobs that is as close to slavery as you can get in this day and age - We do sooooo much work in such harsh conditions and get bugger all pay tbh. It makes it seem as though I'm working on a plantation on Mount Everest or something, so I know any people will be scoffing and saying 'God, it's only KFC. You just stand there and talk.' Um, NO IT ISN'T! We NEVER stand there. Because about 3 people seem to work at the store, we always end up running around doing EVERYTHING overselves. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand my boss sucks majorly tbh - there I was thinking I started at 12, but I'm woken by a phone call at 10 to 10 (amazing - something woke me up!) saying I was meant to be in at half 9. News to me! I literally ripped my clothes off and slammed a brush through my hair and teeth. No shower and with no make up on, screaming all the way on the half hour drive to work, getting there at 20 mins past, just as the store was about to open. Win.
Kevin, the uber scary inspector was due in. He instantly loved me, according to everyone else, and we passed with flying colours, earning me a krushem. They said I was flirting, whereas I thought I was just being friendly. God, am I that much of a slag that I even flirt subconciously? Although, he can't have loved me that much - we lost 2 points due to my nose stud and tongue bar I can't take out. Ah well. We still passed, and I got 100% on my customer service assessment. Woot! £50 bonussssss!
I'm SO TIRED now! Dropped Tanny home after work (my partner in crime, we are soooo inappropriate and rude when we are together) then headed home and heard the most hideous noise when I pulled on to the drive - it sounded like a baby being murdered by a domestic cat ¬¬. I entered my house and was instantly presented with my mum holding Chelsea, one of the greyhounds, at me and screaming "LOOK! What Pippin did to Chelsea's ear!!!" Pippin, my little lurcher, who is half the size of both of the greyhounds is, lets face it, a bit of a narky bitch. Chelsea's ear basically wasn't there any more - an entire chunk ripped off. She looked so so sorry for herself and was screaming hysterically. The amount of blood all over the floor (and my bed. Ugh.) was ridiculous and Chelsea actually changed colour - my gorgeous white dog became a hideous mottled brown and red.
The worst part? All the dogs are rescue dogs, and are terrified of shouting and raised hands (we have never hit them) and Pippin had taken refuge on my bed when my mum found out what had happened. She'd wet herself in fear all over my bed and pile of ironing resting on it. It's cool, I didn't spent hours ironing it the other day (yet couldn't be arsed to put away, oh, how I wish I had put it away...)
Currently sat on an air bed (double - wooooo!!) watching Alan Carr. I lurve Alan Carr. And looking through pictures from yesterday. A solo shot of your truly, wearing my 'angry wig' on the way home from Lynn - my car is a convertable and my hair always flies around when driving. To all those who have seen Shrek 4 - it really does look like the angry wig! And a lovely shot of Sexy and Myself in Nandos, not ready for picture-taking. Sexy was taking le mickey at Law, and I was having a heated discussion with David about how much spice we can handle (answer - i win. I can handle the extra extra hot peri peri sauce, he can handle lime and mango or whatever, only one step up from plain. See what I mean? I really am manly ^^)
Monday 26 July 2010
Changes
Ah... the teenager, aged 13 (Bottom) and the adult, aged 18 (Top). How much things have changed. I've matured, despite what people may think, and met some fantastic people along the way. I am thankful to have met each and every one of them - They have helped make me who I am today. :)
P.s. The most recent pic was taken last month during my adventure at a foam rave. Oh. My. GOD! What a fantastic night ^^
Oooooft!
Yeah, it's blatantly my fave 'word' at the mo, so why not? And it really describes my day quite well - it was an exciting ooft! Started off fab, in a way, as my new Genbu novels arrived ^^ So spent about 10 mins reading them before Law arrived ready for me to take her out, despite the fact that I had completely forgotten I was meant to be doing stuff today and blatantly wasn't going anywhere for a while. Naturally, because I am female (despite Law saying that my sex was 'rough' today - don't ask) and also because I spend FOREVER trying to look less horrific to look at, it took me about an hour to get ready and by then we were extremely late picking Stephen up and so had to speed all the way to his then to Lynn in order to get to the cinema on time. It's a good thing David always plans things for ridiculously early times - it makes my life a lot easier.
Shrek Forever After was not as hideous as I thought it would be - after the pile that was Shrek the Third, I wasn't going to hold my breath for another fantastic sequal. I personally hold the opinion that once a film reaches a thrid sequal then it's time to move on (The Saw movies are an obvious exception. I bum them completely and they just keep getting better and better!!!) But it wasn't all that bad - Sexy and myself very much enjoyed the camp cook ogre while eating a bucket of popcorn - I have actually never seen Sexy spazz that much at something before, thanks to a running joke about yours truely that actually cannot be written on here due to high levels of embarassment, yes, even for someone like me! Enjoyed another orgasmic milkshake - A Jack this time. As many have said, I'm sucking my way through the male names choices in more ways then one. God, I love my friends.
Nandos afterwards, which I like to call the Posh KFC. As a vegetarian, I didn't get my hopes up for a sparkling choice so just had a salad without chicken, which got me praise for being healthy. Didn't last long - it soon turned in to a plate of dressing (creamy dressing, much to our delight!) with some salad on it with cheese and chips nom nom. Although I only really ate, like, 4 olives and a tomato to be quite frank. There is something quite wrong with me. It's like my body wants to stay thin, so is denying me hunger. Had to give Sexy half the chips. David looked at me like I was mad. I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING EITHER!!
Naturally, driving home was eventful, what with my delightful road rage rearing its ugly head and Law and Stephen acting like complete prats in the back. Went back to David's for a bit - got there at about 6 and sat in the garden and had to remain there for a while due to the presence of a trampoline for Sexy and Claxton and a guinea pig for me ^^. We just spent hours talking - by the time we checked the time (¬¬)it was half 10!!! Oops.... Good thing he doesn't live far from me. My mum actually jumped out of a room as soon as I walked in to the house and suffocated me - I neglected to tell her I was at David's and she thought I'd died. She didn't think to ring me though. Prat. :)
So yeah, it's been a lovely day to be quite frank, just chilling now with my new books and msning, which I haven't done properly in years but realise I have actually missed. Aaaaaaaaaaaand a MASSIVE beetle just crawled over my foot. I swear it was the size of a small horse. I am NOT going to be able to sleep AT ALL tonight - it's worse than the centipede I saw last night, which was truly terrifying. I think insects are the only thing, apart from obviously my boobs and lack of penis, that reveal my true sex to people. God, can I not go one blog without talking about sex? Even if it is gender and not the act itself. I'd say I need to get out more, but I really think I get out enough haahaa!
Back to reality tomorrow though. Oh, I love my job...
Shrek Forever After was not as hideous as I thought it would be - after the pile that was Shrek the Third, I wasn't going to hold my breath for another fantastic sequal. I personally hold the opinion that once a film reaches a thrid sequal then it's time to move on (The Saw movies are an obvious exception. I bum them completely and they just keep getting better and better!!!) But it wasn't all that bad - Sexy and myself very much enjoyed the camp cook ogre while eating a bucket of popcorn - I have actually never seen Sexy spazz that much at something before, thanks to a running joke about yours truely that actually cannot be written on here due to high levels of embarassment, yes, even for someone like me! Enjoyed another orgasmic milkshake - A Jack this time. As many have said, I'm sucking my way through the male names choices in more ways then one. God, I love my friends.
Nandos afterwards, which I like to call the Posh KFC. As a vegetarian, I didn't get my hopes up for a sparkling choice so just had a salad without chicken, which got me praise for being healthy. Didn't last long - it soon turned in to a plate of dressing (creamy dressing, much to our delight!) with some salad on it with cheese and chips nom nom. Although I only really ate, like, 4 olives and a tomato to be quite frank. There is something quite wrong with me. It's like my body wants to stay thin, so is denying me hunger. Had to give Sexy half the chips. David looked at me like I was mad. I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING EITHER!!
Naturally, driving home was eventful, what with my delightful road rage rearing its ugly head and Law and Stephen acting like complete prats in the back. Went back to David's for a bit - got there at about 6 and sat in the garden and had to remain there for a while due to the presence of a trampoline for Sexy and Claxton and a guinea pig for me ^^. We just spent hours talking - by the time we checked the time (¬¬)it was half 10!!! Oops.... Good thing he doesn't live far from me. My mum actually jumped out of a room as soon as I walked in to the house and suffocated me - I neglected to tell her I was at David's and she thought I'd died. She didn't think to ring me though. Prat. :)
So yeah, it's been a lovely day to be quite frank, just chilling now with my new books and msning, which I haven't done properly in years but realise I have actually missed. Aaaaaaaaaaaand a MASSIVE beetle just crawled over my foot. I swear it was the size of a small horse. I am NOT going to be able to sleep AT ALL tonight - it's worse than the centipede I saw last night, which was truly terrifying. I think insects are the only thing, apart from obviously my boobs and lack of penis, that reveal my true sex to people. God, can I not go one blog without talking about sex? Even if it is gender and not the act itself. I'd say I need to get out more, but I really think I get out enough haahaa!
Back to reality tomorrow though. Oh, I love my job...
Sunday 25 July 2010
18 Years Old, Going on 4...
Guess what I did today? I went to work! Possibly the worst shift I have ever worked and was so so close to handing in my notice by the end of the day. I actually lost all motivation and just couldn't be arsed anymore. My boss was a bit of a berk and didn't order any stock - no bottles of drink, no plates, no boxes, no mini fillets... you get the picture. The huge queues and hideous customers just kept on coming and I got sooo sooo stressed.
A random foreign bloke asked for all leg pieces in his 10 piece bucket, which we aren't allowed to do. After giving him his bucket and apologising, he paid by card so I had to hand the machine out to him. After informing him that it wasn't all leg in his bucket he called me a 'f**king useless slag' and threw the machine at me, smacking my hand :( My supervisor and boss came storming over and all hell broke loose, while Alex and Daniel from front counter swept me away to sort out my hand. The police were called to sort out the massive row, and there were thoughts of me needing an xray. Naturally I was a little shaken, but thought it was a bit overdramatic and my hand is fine now. It was nice though that all my friendies looked after me (when I said I was a little shaken, I meant I was sobbing hysterically and swearing a lot)
Law and her bf Ali came in and said hello, which perked me up a little ^^ but then David came through and swept me away to watch Toy Story 3, which was AMAZING! But so so sad and I was crying so hard at the ending. Leapt out of my seat at the appearance of hideous clown toy - I am terrified of clowns, and I let out a little scream. The child behind us was hilarious and kept making really sweet comments! I hate kids, but I actually wanted him. Tom Hanks has an amazing voice, I really really love it.
Had to leave the cinema rather rapidly at the end of the film as the packed cinema screen also housed an ex and a few flings of mine, most of which saw me panic at the end and made their way towards me in a bid to talk/bore me to death. I had told one of them that I stopped texting him because I had a car accident and sustained massive head injuries, yet he didn't question why I had no visible scars of said massive head injury apart from a gammy eye (I shut it slightly). I was actually secretly glad when my rats died, as awful as that sounds, as it means that I never have to visit the pet shop were he works to stock up on supplies. I go to a different pet str for Ponyo supplies I.e. I use the stuff my mum buys.
Maybe I am a bit too slaggy haha! Ah well, tomorrow should be a good day - I'm NOT WORKING!!OOOFT!
A random foreign bloke asked for all leg pieces in his 10 piece bucket, which we aren't allowed to do. After giving him his bucket and apologising, he paid by card so I had to hand the machine out to him. After informing him that it wasn't all leg in his bucket he called me a 'f**king useless slag' and threw the machine at me, smacking my hand :( My supervisor and boss came storming over and all hell broke loose, while Alex and Daniel from front counter swept me away to sort out my hand. The police were called to sort out the massive row, and there were thoughts of me needing an xray. Naturally I was a little shaken, but thought it was a bit overdramatic and my hand is fine now. It was nice though that all my friendies looked after me (when I said I was a little shaken, I meant I was sobbing hysterically and swearing a lot)
Law and her bf Ali came in and said hello, which perked me up a little ^^ but then David came through and swept me away to watch Toy Story 3, which was AMAZING! But so so sad and I was crying so hard at the ending. Leapt out of my seat at the appearance of hideous clown toy - I am terrified of clowns, and I let out a little scream. The child behind us was hilarious and kept making really sweet comments! I hate kids, but I actually wanted him. Tom Hanks has an amazing voice, I really really love it.
Had to leave the cinema rather rapidly at the end of the film as the packed cinema screen also housed an ex and a few flings of mine, most of which saw me panic at the end and made their way towards me in a bid to talk/bore me to death. I had told one of them that I stopped texting him because I had a car accident and sustained massive head injuries, yet he didn't question why I had no visible scars of said massive head injury apart from a gammy eye (I shut it slightly). I was actually secretly glad when my rats died, as awful as that sounds, as it means that I never have to visit the pet shop were he works to stock up on supplies. I go to a different pet str for Ponyo supplies I.e. I use the stuff my mum buys.
Maybe I am a bit too slaggy haha! Ah well, tomorrow should be a good day - I'm NOT WORKING!!OOOFT!
Saturday 24 July 2010
Everyday I love it Less and Less....
What would it take to have something different to put in here? A day off work. Which didn't happen today, despite the fact that I woke up feeling (no, not like P Diddy) like a gang of chavs were stamping on my head and pulling my hair out. How much wine did I drink??? Uhhhhhh. Had work, naturally, that wasn't a totally bad day.
Got a call from David just before my shift. (David is, one of my bestest besties ^^) I spent the entire duration of the call squealing down my brick at him - he called to tell me he'd booked the theatre tickets and train tickets for our trippage to Lahhhhdahhhhn to see Avenue Q!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, due to my crippling car insurance due on the same date, he is paying for me! OOFT! I actually ran out of the staffroom and threw myself at my boss crying (while hiding my nose and tongue) 'GIVE ME DIARY! GIVE ME DIARY NOW! NEED! DAY! OFF!' I wish I was joking - it's a good thing I'm good at my job and he likes me. He just tugged my ponytail and patted me on the back. I think he pitys my simple-mindedness.
Got attacked by a wasp again on front counter. This time it sent not only me fleeing to the back yard and abandoning customers, but also Ali, Leanne and Maria, the other tillers and packers on front counter. The men on the shift came running when they heard us screaming, and even they went slightly white - It was a BLOODY ENORMOUS wasp! Maybe we're all just pathetic when it comes to insects that could potentially hurt us.
It was fine there until about 5 o'clock - seeing as I was working the hideous 12-9 shift, with both peak hours I held my breath for a hideous night. Every till in the store crashed at the same time at about half 5, just as I got a huge queue in my drive thru. In the end, I was sending Danny Boy out to the cars with his mobile to take orders and send them to Chris, who told me what they were. I then had to write them down, in order and calculate totals and relay the order to the packers so they would be ready by the time the car got to the window. AND make drinks and add salt etc to orders, take money and calculate change while holding a dazzling smile and wonderful manner. It was hideous. I then had to rapidly put all the orders through my till to make the money match the orders taken. It wasn't exactly something I would like to repeat.
My night was made by the campest bloke I've EVER met that came through my drive thru with his pug called Fifi. He was just sooooo lovely and friendly I just wanted to be his friend and show him to my boss saying 'A satisfied customer! We should frame him!' And while getting in to my car after my shift (literally with my arse half way down towards the seat) I was approached by a bloke saying that his mate wanted my number to meet up. Because he was ugly as sin and dressed like a dork, he got my number - with 2 digits switched ^^ Yes, I am vain. Although I'm sightly desparate since my fuck buddy (yeah, had one briefly) buggered off to visit family in Foreign lands and won't return until I myself have buggered off to uni I really do not want an ugly boyfriend. I know it should be about personality and not appearances etc etc, but I've done well on the goodlooking boyfriend front so far, and my ex was soooo unbelievably gorgeous there are some big shoes to fill (quite literally, if you catch my meaning ;) )
This blog really does paint a picture, doesn't it? I'm a boring, vain, slag with the thought processes of a child and a tendancy to overreact about everything. Ah well, this is me. As my ex said to me today (He came to see me at work for some bizzare reason) 'You look older' It's because I am. Many people reading this have known me for years, or knew me mainly when I was a lot younger than I am now. 5 years can change a person, and a girl becoming a woman is a major change tbh. I like where I am at the moment, I really do. I am growing up - finally, my mind is beginning to catch up with my body. After dealing with certain amounts of shite in my early life, I think I deserve a chance to relax and do what I want. Yeah, so there ^^
Got a call from David just before my shift. (David is, one of my bestest besties ^^) I spent the entire duration of the call squealing down my brick at him - he called to tell me he'd booked the theatre tickets and train tickets for our trippage to Lahhhhdahhhhn to see Avenue Q!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, due to my crippling car insurance due on the same date, he is paying for me! OOFT! I actually ran out of the staffroom and threw myself at my boss crying (while hiding my nose and tongue) 'GIVE ME DIARY! GIVE ME DIARY NOW! NEED! DAY! OFF!' I wish I was joking - it's a good thing I'm good at my job and he likes me. He just tugged my ponytail and patted me on the back. I think he pitys my simple-mindedness.
Got attacked by a wasp again on front counter. This time it sent not only me fleeing to the back yard and abandoning customers, but also Ali, Leanne and Maria, the other tillers and packers on front counter. The men on the shift came running when they heard us screaming, and even they went slightly white - It was a BLOODY ENORMOUS wasp! Maybe we're all just pathetic when it comes to insects that could potentially hurt us.
It was fine there until about 5 o'clock - seeing as I was working the hideous 12-9 shift, with both peak hours I held my breath for a hideous night. Every till in the store crashed at the same time at about half 5, just as I got a huge queue in my drive thru. In the end, I was sending Danny Boy out to the cars with his mobile to take orders and send them to Chris, who told me what they were. I then had to write them down, in order and calculate totals and relay the order to the packers so they would be ready by the time the car got to the window. AND make drinks and add salt etc to orders, take money and calculate change while holding a dazzling smile and wonderful manner. It was hideous. I then had to rapidly put all the orders through my till to make the money match the orders taken. It wasn't exactly something I would like to repeat.
My night was made by the campest bloke I've EVER met that came through my drive thru with his pug called Fifi. He was just sooooo lovely and friendly I just wanted to be his friend and show him to my boss saying 'A satisfied customer! We should frame him!' And while getting in to my car after my shift (literally with my arse half way down towards the seat) I was approached by a bloke saying that his mate wanted my number to meet up. Because he was ugly as sin and dressed like a dork, he got my number - with 2 digits switched ^^ Yes, I am vain. Although I'm sightly desparate since my fuck buddy (yeah, had one briefly) buggered off to visit family in Foreign lands and won't return until I myself have buggered off to uni I really do not want an ugly boyfriend. I know it should be about personality and not appearances etc etc, but I've done well on the goodlooking boyfriend front so far, and my ex was soooo unbelievably gorgeous there are some big shoes to fill (quite literally, if you catch my meaning ;) )
This blog really does paint a picture, doesn't it? I'm a boring, vain, slag with the thought processes of a child and a tendancy to overreact about everything. Ah well, this is me. As my ex said to me today (He came to see me at work for some bizzare reason) 'You look older' It's because I am. Many people reading this have known me for years, or knew me mainly when I was a lot younger than I am now. 5 years can change a person, and a girl becoming a woman is a major change tbh. I like where I am at the moment, I really do. I am growing up - finally, my mind is beginning to catch up with my body. After dealing with certain amounts of shite in my early life, I think I deserve a chance to relax and do what I want. Yeah, so there ^^
Friday 23 July 2010
Nom Nom NOM!!!!
I can eat again! Small pieces shoved down the side of my mouth but it's food none the less! The swelling has gone down now so the tongue bar is of an obnoxious length so i panic when eating as food gets caught on it and it really hurts :( what a pleasant thing to be blogging about. Although, having not eaten for about a week eating a few chips made me feel wuite ill. Hopefully this shouold make me quite skinny ^^ and I must apologise - I've had a biiiiit to drink :)
Work, again. Wasn't too bad - although was speaking to a customer when a wasp came in through the window and landed on my arm, causing me to scream at my customer and for myself and Jade to stampede to the other end of the store. I don't like wasps very much. And a customer just completely vanished in to thin air - I took their order, and they never turned up at the window :/
Fab night - the boys are at their dad's, due to Timmy somehow snapping his guitar in half and needing emergency fixing (even though he doesn't really need it as he isn't at school at the mo) and G is at work, so me and mum had a girly night in with LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOADS of wine, watching moooovies. The Man Who Would Be King - Michael Caine and SEAN CONNERY! YES PLEASE!!! The best actors possibly IN THE WORLD! Yes. I love them. Then watched March Of The Penguins and had to rewind one part about 128498 times - a penguin slipped over on the ice and all the others laughed lol lol lol lol lol! We cackled so hard! I was on webcam at the time and scared the person I was talking to - one of my exes, who wants to get back together (yeahhhhhhhhhh I still got it ^^)
I has work again tomorrow. Will I actually ge day off? um. no. Watching Mock the Week now - I actually LOVE Russel Howard. "David Cameron comparing his plight to that of the British public is like me stubbing my toe and saying 'I feel JUST like Heather Mills@" and Hugh Dennis "things lying dormant - Kerry Katona's brain and almost the whole of Anne Widicome" - I cannot spell at the mo. Or ever. YAY!!
Work, again. Wasn't too bad - although was speaking to a customer when a wasp came in through the window and landed on my arm, causing me to scream at my customer and for myself and Jade to stampede to the other end of the store. I don't like wasps very much. And a customer just completely vanished in to thin air - I took their order, and they never turned up at the window :/
Fab night - the boys are at their dad's, due to Timmy somehow snapping his guitar in half and needing emergency fixing (even though he doesn't really need it as he isn't at school at the mo) and G is at work, so me and mum had a girly night in with LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOADS of wine, watching moooovies. The Man Who Would Be King - Michael Caine and SEAN CONNERY! YES PLEASE!!! The best actors possibly IN THE WORLD! Yes. I love them. Then watched March Of The Penguins and had to rewind one part about 128498 times - a penguin slipped over on the ice and all the others laughed lol lol lol lol lol! We cackled so hard! I was on webcam at the time and scared the person I was talking to - one of my exes, who wants to get back together (yeahhhhhhhhhh I still got it ^^)
I has work again tomorrow. Will I actually ge day off? um. no. Watching Mock the Week now - I actually LOVE Russel Howard. "David Cameron comparing his plight to that of the British public is like me stubbing my toe and saying 'I feel JUST like Heather Mills@" and Hugh Dennis "things lying dormant - Kerry Katona's brain and almost the whole of Anne Widicome" - I cannot spell at the mo. Or ever. YAY!!
Thursday 22 July 2010
For My Next Trick - I Will Walk Without Any Legs!
Oh. My. God. I am SHATTERED! I don't even know why - I only worked 4-9 i.e. 5 hours yet I was soooo busy. It wasn't too bad - my lisp has been replaced by a sultry purr, much to the delight of my regulars, a car full of (yummy) blokes who, as nice as they seem to be, fondled my arse when Maria made them hug me to make a point (I was sobbing over fuckwit ex boyfriend and had convinced myself I was going to die alone.)
Took Sexy to get her tatto, which is basically my tattoo but blown up and on her foot and I booked my next one ^^ But for aaaaages away, justr before uni due to lack of money and so muh going on over le summer hols.
I actually have things to do this summer, which requires booking time off (in the 2 years I've worked there I have never had to book time off work during holidays, due to lack of social gatherings) which is a wonderful feeling. I've said it before and
Ill say it again - Best Summer EVER! Life is pretty good at the moment.
My little sleeping buddy has gone back home now, which means my feet will no longer be chewed when I get home from work and I will never again be woken by a tongue in my mouth (well, not a wanted tongue anyway.) and Ponyo has got to the stage when he can be left alone without screaming for me, which is both saddening and an improvement. Things are changing, and I can't wait to see what happens next!
Took Sexy to get her tatto, which is basically my tattoo but blown up and on her foot and I booked my next one ^^ But for aaaaages away, justr before uni due to lack of money and so muh going on over le summer hols.
I actually have things to do this summer, which requires booking time off (in the 2 years I've worked there I have never had to book time off work during holidays, due to lack of social gatherings) which is a wonderful feeling. I've said it before and
Ill say it again - Best Summer EVER! Life is pretty good at the moment.
My little sleeping buddy has gone back home now, which means my feet will no longer be chewed when I get home from work and I will never again be woken by a tongue in my mouth (well, not a wanted tongue anyway.) and Ponyo has got to the stage when he can be left alone without screaming for me, which is both saddening and an improvement. Things are changing, and I can't wait to see what happens next!
Wednesday 21 July 2010
So Now We've Gone Past the Point Of No Return
This is actually going to be really boring. But I like blogging every day and so am going to try and make this slightly amusing, despite the huge amount of pain I'm in :( - Thanks to work, I can't actually bend over due to hideous pain of unknown origin coming from the base of my back. I have an idea as to why this is (And if my cousin is reading this, and I know she is - No, he is in Spain. There's is no way that is the reason for the pain. And plus, it isn't a good pain ;) )
So work was hideous, as per always. Busy, although wasn't on drive through, which was terrifying yet refreshing. Aaaaaaaaaaand the Big Boss Man was in. I am his fave worker, yet he didn't notice the lisp (which is improving ^^) or massive tongue bar. Several customers did though - scared the hell out of one bloke when he asked if it hurt. No, not really. Just like having a small screwdriver thrust (hehe thrust) through one of the most sensitive parts of your body. I hope I regain the sensation in my tongue again once the swelling goes down. I remember doing a victory dance when nipple sensation returned (I got VERY strange looks from the person I was with at the time, if you catch my meaning, seeing as I got out of bed to do a little Funky Chicken :P)
We got bored during a quiet period so we played dares, which is never a wise thing to do - last thing we played I ate an ice cream with sour cream sauce on it and instantly threw up. This one was similar. I've been vegetarian for about 12 years, and get ill when I eat meat. I forced down some mini fillet covered in the gravy and got sent home early due to almost fainting in shock haha - been in bed most of the night, apart from a mind expanding gaming session on Okami ^^
This bloody Staffi is getting on my nerves and I am getting zilch sleep. It's funny yet irritating at the same time - when I turn the lights off and get under the covers, the dog gets in with me! She sleeps by my feet, which is nice seeing as I don't exactly wear a lot in bed. Although last night she had a vivid dream did some manic running, scraping my legs to bits and practically removing my tattoo.
Tomorrow is more work, yet something a little more exciting in the morrow - driving Sexy Jexy to get her tattoo and some ICE CREAM nom nom nom nom (my new love at the mo ^^) should have some more hilarious tales from tomorrow.
I hope this was interesting enough :)
So work was hideous, as per always. Busy, although wasn't on drive through, which was terrifying yet refreshing. Aaaaaaaaaaand the Big Boss Man was in. I am his fave worker, yet he didn't notice the lisp (which is improving ^^) or massive tongue bar. Several customers did though - scared the hell out of one bloke when he asked if it hurt. No, not really. Just like having a small screwdriver thrust (hehe thrust) through one of the most sensitive parts of your body. I hope I regain the sensation in my tongue again once the swelling goes down. I remember doing a victory dance when nipple sensation returned (I got VERY strange looks from the person I was with at the time, if you catch my meaning, seeing as I got out of bed to do a little Funky Chicken :P)
We got bored during a quiet period so we played dares, which is never a wise thing to do - last thing we played I ate an ice cream with sour cream sauce on it and instantly threw up. This one was similar. I've been vegetarian for about 12 years, and get ill when I eat meat. I forced down some mini fillet covered in the gravy and got sent home early due to almost fainting in shock haha - been in bed most of the night, apart from a mind expanding gaming session on Okami ^^
This bloody Staffi is getting on my nerves and I am getting zilch sleep. It's funny yet irritating at the same time - when I turn the lights off and get under the covers, the dog gets in with me! She sleeps by my feet, which is nice seeing as I don't exactly wear a lot in bed. Although last night she had a vivid dream did some manic running, scraping my legs to bits and practically removing my tattoo.
Tomorrow is more work, yet something a little more exciting in the morrow - driving Sexy Jexy to get her tattoo and some ICE CREAM nom nom nom nom (my new love at the mo ^^) should have some more hilarious tales from tomorrow.
I hope this was interesting enough :)
Tuesday 20 July 2010
Every Day I Get A Little Bit More Obsessed...
Shopping in Notts was THE TITS to be quite honest! Sore feets now though, but lots and lots of new books ^^ It took me about an hour to find Primark, as it's HUGE! (the city. And, as it turns out, the shop.) and in the end I was getting so annoyed that I asked a random woman for directions, all because she had a primark bag. It was between her, in her mid 30s and a girl of my age. Not sounding like a bloke, but it was a toss up betweent the 2 of them and the thought of sounding like a twat to someone the same age as me scared me witless. As, obviously, I made the woman feel - she looked terrified when I approached her. "exshcuse schme pleashe, can OOO Tell Me Where Primark ish?" "Um... of course. Am I the only person that you've seen with a Primark bag? There are loads!" "Yesh, but young people shcare me."
Turns out I'd walked past it twice. Ass. I got a bit scared when I actually went in to the store, as it was enormous and people get scary in that store. I had to sharpen my elbows... Did a skinny shop, as I had a sense that there was a better shop in Notts (better than Primark? yes) but I had to ask directions from the poor guy scanning my items. "Ish There a FFforbiddden Planecht Here?" "A different what? That a clothes shop?" "No, ish a manga and anime schop" Turns out he directed me RIGHT TO IT!!! Kwehhhhhhh!!!!!! It was smaller than I was used to, but that didn't stop me buying a SHIT LOAD of manga for my shelves/for use as drawing references and because they look fantastic on my shelves ^^
I spent ages at the manga, because I already own all volumes of Fruits Basket, Deathnote, Fushigi Yugi and all the volumes published so far of Bleach and Fullmetal Alchemist so I had to choose a new series to purchase, as there was no way on Earth I was leaving the shop empty handed, seeing as they shut the store in Derby and London is too far away :( So I chose a prequal to Fushigi Yugi, that I've already read online but it's so pretty XD Volumes 1-5 and 8 safely mine now thanks to fabby 3 for 2 on all manga and have now ordered the missing volumes online. No, I don't have a sickness - about £1300 worth of books, over 100 books themselves and they are my most prized poccessions EVER! No one can touch them.
I then got stopped by a man of about 9ft in height, who actually PULLED my earphones out and put his face VERY close to mine (bending practically in half to get that close) and I was so startled I stopped to listen to him. Turns out he was a monk selling... spiritulism. Yeah. Fun. I was stood there with both arms weighed down by bags and he's wittering on about how materialistic the world is this days... He gave me a book though, so I'm not complaining. I like books. A lot. ^^
Work again tomorrow, and my lisp is no better. I hope to God my boss is not on shift tomorrow. I've been lucky so far, as he hasn't been in and knowing my luck he will be in tomorrow. I doubt the fact that you can see my tongue bar when I talk will help me say that it is a retainer due to emergency dental work that I have never and hopefully never will need due to v nice straight teeth. :) We have to take all piercings out at work - I neglect to tell him that 4 earrings, a nose stud and various other piercings neglect to be removed during my shifts due to the fact that A) I can't be arsed to and B) Those piercings cost a lot of money and they will close up if I do take them out.
Turns out I'd walked past it twice. Ass. I got a bit scared when I actually went in to the store, as it was enormous and people get scary in that store. I had to sharpen my elbows... Did a skinny shop, as I had a sense that there was a better shop in Notts (better than Primark? yes) but I had to ask directions from the poor guy scanning my items. "Ish There a FFforbiddden Planecht Here?" "A different what? That a clothes shop?" "No, ish a manga and anime schop" Turns out he directed me RIGHT TO IT!!! Kwehhhhhhh!!!!!! It was smaller than I was used to, but that didn't stop me buying a SHIT LOAD of manga for my shelves/for use as drawing references and because they look fantastic on my shelves ^^
I spent ages at the manga, because I already own all volumes of Fruits Basket, Deathnote, Fushigi Yugi and all the volumes published so far of Bleach and Fullmetal Alchemist so I had to choose a new series to purchase, as there was no way on Earth I was leaving the shop empty handed, seeing as they shut the store in Derby and London is too far away :( So I chose a prequal to Fushigi Yugi, that I've already read online but it's so pretty XD Volumes 1-5 and 8 safely mine now thanks to fabby 3 for 2 on all manga and have now ordered the missing volumes online. No, I don't have a sickness - about £1300 worth of books, over 100 books themselves and they are my most prized poccessions EVER! No one can touch them.
I then got stopped by a man of about 9ft in height, who actually PULLED my earphones out and put his face VERY close to mine (bending practically in half to get that close) and I was so startled I stopped to listen to him. Turns out he was a monk selling... spiritulism. Yeah. Fun. I was stood there with both arms weighed down by bags and he's wittering on about how materialistic the world is this days... He gave me a book though, so I'm not complaining. I like books. A lot. ^^
Work again tomorrow, and my lisp is no better. I hope to God my boss is not on shift tomorrow. I've been lucky so far, as he hasn't been in and knowing my luck he will be in tomorrow. I doubt the fact that you can see my tongue bar when I talk will help me say that it is a retainer due to emergency dental work that I have never and hopefully never will need due to v nice straight teeth. :) We have to take all piercings out at work - I neglect to tell him that 4 earrings, a nose stud and various other piercings neglect to be removed during my shifts due to the fact that A) I can't be arsed to and B) Those piercings cost a lot of money and they will close up if I do take them out.
Monday 19 July 2010
Should There Be A Dr Dolittle 4?
Tonight my room has been taken over again, not by Ponyo, but by G's Daughter's staffi dog. (Ponyo has been moved in to the dogs' old bedroom for his own safety and the warmth of the boiler.) I'm basically sleeping in Megan's bed though, as she has adopted mine and she takes up a LOT of room for such a small dog. Mum greeted me at breakfast (i.e. when I woke up. At 3.) with 'Megan is coming to stay. She can stay in your room, right? You'll look after her.' Um yeah? It's not like I had a choice in the matter at all or anything.
Work was shite, more so than usual, tonight. A shift runner is there to run the shift and help out. That does not entail sitting in the office all night, running for a fag break after stepping out of said office for 5 minutes and ignoring a simple request for fries being put to cook when drive through operator i.e. me had a queue of cars stretching from the window, round the back and reaching the main road while she is taking orders, packing said orders and making burgers and fries for herself and front counter. Hell much?
Dear God this dog will not stop whining and standing on my laptop. She has already chewed my chibi bat toy that my friend spent ages making for me and eaten part of Alan Carr's face on my book. It's not like I was enjoying reading it again or anything - I love Mr Carr ^^. I'm just glad it wasn't my dvd she chewed up, or she wouldn't be alive anymore.
Kinda in an odd mood - thinking of the past a lot over the last few days. Not huge amounts of time ago, just about how things have changed since I moved down to Lincolnshire. About 5 years or so now. IT's weird to think how much I've changed since then. Thinking about all this and a blast from the past (not exactly a wanted blast from the past i.e. another ex boyfriend) added me as a friend on Facebook. Denied. It was so odd! Also because I almost ran him over the other day. That stupid berk really should learn to cycle properly, especially when going past a concealed driveway belonging to Mazi and my nose is sticking out.
Gonna nom yet more soup and hot choccy - David, mine bestie of the male variety, has a wonderful friendy who has these lovely little get togethers and events, my fave being 'Glitter in the Air Day'. As a lover of glitter, so much so that I drop in age by about 12 years when I see it or come across it so it was AMAZING! She is having a 'Chocolate Is Good For You' Day and is sending me some noms, of chocolate, for no reason! I actually love her! She's sooooo awesome! And David too, for introducing me to her. And for booking me tickets for Avenue Q. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo exciiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Work was shite, more so than usual, tonight. A shift runner is there to run the shift and help out. That does not entail sitting in the office all night, running for a fag break after stepping out of said office for 5 minutes and ignoring a simple request for fries being put to cook when drive through operator i.e. me had a queue of cars stretching from the window, round the back and reaching the main road while she is taking orders, packing said orders and making burgers and fries for herself and front counter. Hell much?
Dear God this dog will not stop whining and standing on my laptop. She has already chewed my chibi bat toy that my friend spent ages making for me and eaten part of Alan Carr's face on my book. It's not like I was enjoying reading it again or anything - I love Mr Carr ^^. I'm just glad it wasn't my dvd she chewed up, or she wouldn't be alive anymore.
Kinda in an odd mood - thinking of the past a lot over the last few days. Not huge amounts of time ago, just about how things have changed since I moved down to Lincolnshire. About 5 years or so now. IT's weird to think how much I've changed since then. Thinking about all this and a blast from the past (not exactly a wanted blast from the past i.e. another ex boyfriend) added me as a friend on Facebook. Denied. It was so odd! Also because I almost ran him over the other day. That stupid berk really should learn to cycle properly, especially when going past a concealed driveway belonging to Mazi and my nose is sticking out.
Gonna nom yet more soup and hot choccy - David, mine bestie of the male variety, has a wonderful friendy who has these lovely little get togethers and events, my fave being 'Glitter in the Air Day'. As a lover of glitter, so much so that I drop in age by about 12 years when I see it or come across it so it was AMAZING! She is having a 'Chocolate Is Good For You' Day and is sending me some noms, of chocolate, for no reason! I actually love her! She's sooooo awesome! And David too, for introducing me to her. And for booking me tickets for Avenue Q. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo exciiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Sunday 18 July 2010
Night of The Living Dead
Tonight I am unwillingly paying homage to the King of Zombie films, Mr George Romero (I love his films. A lot. Although the more modern ones, namely Land of the Dead are um... shite, to be quite honest) - I started work at 9 o'clock this morning, and have just walked through the door to my room. It is midnight. Ughhhhhh I haaaaaate it! I'm still in my uniform, even wearing my hat simply because I can't be arsed to move (or maybe my legs would give way anyway, who knows.)
Despite the hideously long shift, today was hilarious. My lisp is still well and truely hanging around (which reminds me of a friend of mine's Bebo tee hee :P I know he reads this - we should catch up some time ^^) and naturally I got put on drive through, as I am the drive through Queen. The speaker system is shite anyway and people can hardly hear at the best of times, so it was destined to be a disaster. Surprisingly though, more people were able to understand me today then ever before, apart from one woman who bellowed at me for not being able to say the number '3' and so when she saw me at the window she turned white (for some reason I put on a limp too) and said what a wonderful job I was doing.
That's what today was all about - customers thinking I had something wrong with me and being V helpful and pleasant, which made a nice change for some of them. Although one bloke went too far by counting the exact change in to my hand, saying 'There you are, love. The E-X-A-C-T -C-H-A-N-G-E there for you so you don't need to strain yourself counting change' and then RUBBED MY HEAD!!!!! My witty reply, (as always) was leaning in really close to his face and whispering 'Sir, I have a lisp due to a tongue piercing and nothing more. Thanks for patronising me - it's nice to see how you would single out people who are different o you. And also, I'd like you to know that unwanted physical contact will result in further action. Spazz or not. Have a nice day now!! ^^"
Although my collegues and regulars thought it was hilarious trying to understand me - one of my fave customers said, when I apologised for talking 'like a mong' "Well, yes you are, but it's not really any different to usual. Last time we came through you sang 'I am a Rock' in a chipmunk voice and fell over a box of pepsi.' Am I really that much of a twat? Blatantly.
Speaking of blatant twattish behaviour, I put the wooden frame from my bed outside the back door, where it has been for the past week and i not exactly inconspicuous but I still managed to trip on it as I walked out the door and faceplanted the floor magnificantly. There was an inprint in the gravel. Niiiiice.
I has work again tomorrow, which made me all glum until I came back from work to find postage from student Finance, giving me the totals of the grants I'm going to recieve at uni and OOOOOOOOMGGGGGGG it's sooooo high! (Yeah, my family would be described by some as 'povvo', despite the 4 cars and 2 boats etc....) I know I will just spend most of it on dvds and books liek I usually do and have to live of supermarket brand foodstuffs. I'm planning a beer and crab-stick sandwiches diet for uni. My mum did it while she was divorcing my dad and she lost about 3 stone in a year and kept it off, and I need to remain relatively thin at uni, or I will get depressed. Although mine will probably be alcopops and salmon stakes (I can't get enough of salmon - nom nom nom!!) Luckily my weight loss hasn't resulted in the loss of my boobs, which was the main reason why I stopped trying to lose weight a few years back so s'all good in the hood.
Hopefully working every day and running around all the time, on top of my daily exercise routine (pffft! what a load of shite! i.e. laptop and playstation - finger stimulation haha now that reads well ^^) and the fact that a)I don't eat much in the summer, b)my portion sizes are tiny and c)I'm not eating anything at all at the moment will lead to an even slimmer Leah. Hopefully this Leah will actually hold some appeal to a guy, unlike her last FUCKER who cheated on her with a heffalump of about 30 stone. VOM-MIT! Yeah, still not taking that so well. If a man can say 'God damn it, there's no way on Earth you can be anymore perfect physically and appealing mentally' and then go and shag an unappealing, both physically and mentally, lump of UGH then there's something not right there. Maybe this is coming across as bitter, but when you are with someone that long and love someone as much, it takes twice as long to get over.
Plus he used my lovebites as an excuse to hide the needle marks on his neck when he ran out of places to inject his sordid little habit he had no idea I knew about. Hate is such a strong word - but yes, I think I do hate him. I even took his daughter under my wing and got bugger all in return apart from a load of debts and broken promises. A word of advice? If you think you love someone enough to ignore their bad habits, and make excuses then get out. Fast. If one person doubts him, you should heed their warning and you will avoid looking a fool and a loser and not have to put up with the 'I told you so' repetition.
Ah well, I'm sure a time will come when I won't be fucked around, although I'll probably be dead by the time that happens... sigh...
Despite the hideously long shift, today was hilarious. My lisp is still well and truely hanging around (which reminds me of a friend of mine's Bebo tee hee :P I know he reads this - we should catch up some time ^^) and naturally I got put on drive through, as I am the drive through Queen. The speaker system is shite anyway and people can hardly hear at the best of times, so it was destined to be a disaster. Surprisingly though, more people were able to understand me today then ever before, apart from one woman who bellowed at me for not being able to say the number '3' and so when she saw me at the window she turned white (for some reason I put on a limp too) and said what a wonderful job I was doing.
That's what today was all about - customers thinking I had something wrong with me and being V helpful and pleasant, which made a nice change for some of them. Although one bloke went too far by counting the exact change in to my hand, saying 'There you are, love. The E-X-A-C-T -C-H-A-N-G-E there for you so you don't need to strain yourself counting change' and then RUBBED MY HEAD!!!!! My witty reply, (as always) was leaning in really close to his face and whispering 'Sir, I have a lisp due to a tongue piercing and nothing more. Thanks for patronising me - it's nice to see how you would single out people who are different o you. And also, I'd like you to know that unwanted physical contact will result in further action. Spazz or not. Have a nice day now!! ^^"
Although my collegues and regulars thought it was hilarious trying to understand me - one of my fave customers said, when I apologised for talking 'like a mong' "Well, yes you are, but it's not really any different to usual. Last time we came through you sang 'I am a Rock' in a chipmunk voice and fell over a box of pepsi.' Am I really that much of a twat? Blatantly.
Speaking of blatant twattish behaviour, I put the wooden frame from my bed outside the back door, where it has been for the past week and i not exactly inconspicuous but I still managed to trip on it as I walked out the door and faceplanted the floor magnificantly. There was an inprint in the gravel. Niiiiice.
I has work again tomorrow, which made me all glum until I came back from work to find postage from student Finance, giving me the totals of the grants I'm going to recieve at uni and OOOOOOOOMGGGGGGG it's sooooo high! (Yeah, my family would be described by some as 'povvo', despite the 4 cars and 2 boats etc....) I know I will just spend most of it on dvds and books liek I usually do and have to live of supermarket brand foodstuffs. I'm planning a beer and crab-stick sandwiches diet for uni. My mum did it while she was divorcing my dad and she lost about 3 stone in a year and kept it off, and I need to remain relatively thin at uni, or I will get depressed. Although mine will probably be alcopops and salmon stakes (I can't get enough of salmon - nom nom nom!!) Luckily my weight loss hasn't resulted in the loss of my boobs, which was the main reason why I stopped trying to lose weight a few years back so s'all good in the hood.
Hopefully working every day and running around all the time, on top of my daily exercise routine (pffft! what a load of shite! i.e. laptop and playstation - finger stimulation haha now that reads well ^^) and the fact that a)I don't eat much in the summer, b)my portion sizes are tiny and c)I'm not eating anything at all at the moment will lead to an even slimmer Leah. Hopefully this Leah will actually hold some appeal to a guy, unlike her last FUCKER who cheated on her with a heffalump of about 30 stone. VOM-MIT! Yeah, still not taking that so well. If a man can say 'God damn it, there's no way on Earth you can be anymore perfect physically and appealing mentally' and then go and shag an unappealing, both physically and mentally, lump of UGH then there's something not right there. Maybe this is coming across as bitter, but when you are with someone that long and love someone as much, it takes twice as long to get over.
Plus he used my lovebites as an excuse to hide the needle marks on his neck when he ran out of places to inject his sordid little habit he had no idea I knew about. Hate is such a strong word - but yes, I think I do hate him. I even took his daughter under my wing and got bugger all in return apart from a load of debts and broken promises. A word of advice? If you think you love someone enough to ignore their bad habits, and make excuses then get out. Fast. If one person doubts him, you should heed their warning and you will avoid looking a fool and a loser and not have to put up with the 'I told you so' repetition.
Ah well, I'm sure a time will come when I won't be fucked around, although I'll probably be dead by the time that happens... sigh...
Saturday 17 July 2010
All Men Are the Same
Ok, so I'm sat here typing whilst hanging out with Ponyo (can you really 'hang out' with a chick?) after a fantatic day and evening with my friendies. I think I've positively established that Ponyo is male - he is currently asleep between my boobs, so he must be icredibly comfortable thanks to all the padding. I have to be careful not to breathe too deeply though through fear of suffocating him. I came close to suffocating Lulu when hugging her once. She's a short girl, and her head comes to boob level. It's a running joke that she should be male to get the whole benefit of being such a height around me. One day I'm sure that my boobs won't be the topic of conversation. I hope so anyway...
The day started with myself, Law and Moosey going to see the new Twilight film, purely for viewage of Taylor Lautner without clothing on his upper body. He is quite simply 'Woof' (No pun intended, although that's quite a good one ^^ ) Aaaaanyways, moving on - I cannot STAND the Twilight films, as Kristen and Robert are hideous actors. Kristen is the worst, what with her only acting ability seemily being just biting her lip and staring blankly at whatever mythical creature is stood in front of her. - the entire series of films are basically montages of them looking at each other and discussing 'inner conflicts' that really aren't that hard to decide. The final scene was rather moving though - Robert's eyebrows and Kristen's Chin gave oscar-winning performances...
Despite hating the films, I am a bit 'kweh' for Taylor Lautner - OOFT! He could rip me apart any day of the week. I wish all guys my age looked as good as him, which is surprising as I don't normally go for v. toned and well-built guys, as it remains me of how wobbly I am and how I really could do with toning up at some point. I coulsn't help but wish that I was the Leah he was protecting in the film, even if he did get the entire right hand side of his body broken in the process. That just lead to possibly my fave thing in the world - an entire scene with a half naked, gorgey bloke sweating hideously in pain and looking so helpless and scrummy that all 3 of us found ourselves going 'Corrrrrrrrrrrr!!!' And Bella broke her hand by punching him in the face, so epic win there ^^.
I find myself going to the cinema and deciding which films to go and see next - Mazi and I are cinema whores, and find that the best part is the trailers at the beginning. Vampires Suck looks AWESOME - a piss take on the Twilight films is bound to be a win, and I cackled embarassingly at the wolf packs' gay dancing to 'It's Raining Men'
Tonight was also Joe's surprise birthday meal, So kudos for Claxton being the best girlfriend and organising it all, though failing epically in the car on the way there by telling him that one of his mates couldn't drink. A mate who blatantly wouldn't be going to their romantic meal for 2. There is a slight age gap between the pair, and so his friends also came, who were his age and acted like twats the entire time. I don't think that shouting loudly about 'Woah! Leah has a duck vibrator!' and 'Leah, do you think you could ever fuck someone as young as me?' were the things that the poor young family sat near us wanted to hear. I also don't think the waitresses really liked being addressed as slaves with racist undertones and the same poor young family liked being stared at while being compared to the Adams Family. I, naturally, was a party pooper when I told them to shut up and stop staring at the poor people, 'how would you like it if someone stared at you the entire time you were having a meal?' which earned ME the stares down my top for the remaining hour we were there.
They then expected us to take them to the pub and buy them alcohol. Um - no? I felt sick anyway, despite being a driver so consuming no alcohol, slurping only half my soup (which was a starter anyway and contained loads of veg, which was heartbreaking not being able to eat) and having a single soup of ice cream :/ and then had to pick Timmy and a load of his little friends up and trot around taking them all home for ages. But before that Sexy Jexy and I wanted wine so we went to Tescos, getting there about a minute before it shut, so we both slammed sideways in to parking bays and literally ran in to the store, which was depressing as it was the most active thing I've done in ags (bummerrrrrr) and it was all for booze, which is about as healthy as a heart attack in the long run.
Ah well... back to work tomorrow, otherwise known as back to the real world. Working monday then have tuesday off, so G is going to the boat which is moored in Notts at the mo, so cue some shoppiiiiiiing!!! *spazz hands* and then am working every day afterwards. Ugh. The pain on my ankle and the lisp from my mouth should make this very interesting...
The day started with myself, Law and Moosey going to see the new Twilight film, purely for viewage of Taylor Lautner without clothing on his upper body. He is quite simply 'Woof' (No pun intended, although that's quite a good one ^^ ) Aaaaanyways, moving on - I cannot STAND the Twilight films, as Kristen and Robert are hideous actors. Kristen is the worst, what with her only acting ability seemily being just biting her lip and staring blankly at whatever mythical creature is stood in front of her. - the entire series of films are basically montages of them looking at each other and discussing 'inner conflicts' that really aren't that hard to decide. The final scene was rather moving though - Robert's eyebrows and Kristen's Chin gave oscar-winning performances...
Despite hating the films, I am a bit 'kweh' for Taylor Lautner - OOFT! He could rip me apart any day of the week. I wish all guys my age looked as good as him, which is surprising as I don't normally go for v. toned and well-built guys, as it remains me of how wobbly I am and how I really could do with toning up at some point. I coulsn't help but wish that I was the Leah he was protecting in the film, even if he did get the entire right hand side of his body broken in the process. That just lead to possibly my fave thing in the world - an entire scene with a half naked, gorgey bloke sweating hideously in pain and looking so helpless and scrummy that all 3 of us found ourselves going 'Corrrrrrrrrrrr!!!' And Bella broke her hand by punching him in the face, so epic win there ^^.
I find myself going to the cinema and deciding which films to go and see next - Mazi and I are cinema whores, and find that the best part is the trailers at the beginning. Vampires Suck looks AWESOME - a piss take on the Twilight films is bound to be a win, and I cackled embarassingly at the wolf packs' gay dancing to 'It's Raining Men'
Tonight was also Joe's surprise birthday meal, So kudos for Claxton being the best girlfriend and organising it all, though failing epically in the car on the way there by telling him that one of his mates couldn't drink. A mate who blatantly wouldn't be going to their romantic meal for 2. There is a slight age gap between the pair, and so his friends also came, who were his age and acted like twats the entire time. I don't think that shouting loudly about 'Woah! Leah has a duck vibrator!' and 'Leah, do you think you could ever fuck someone as young as me?' were the things that the poor young family sat near us wanted to hear. I also don't think the waitresses really liked being addressed as slaves with racist undertones and the same poor young family liked being stared at while being compared to the Adams Family. I, naturally, was a party pooper when I told them to shut up and stop staring at the poor people, 'how would you like it if someone stared at you the entire time you were having a meal?' which earned ME the stares down my top for the remaining hour we were there.
They then expected us to take them to the pub and buy them alcohol. Um - no? I felt sick anyway, despite being a driver so consuming no alcohol, slurping only half my soup (which was a starter anyway and contained loads of veg, which was heartbreaking not being able to eat) and having a single soup of ice cream :/ and then had to pick Timmy and a load of his little friends up and trot around taking them all home for ages. But before that Sexy Jexy and I wanted wine so we went to Tescos, getting there about a minute before it shut, so we both slammed sideways in to parking bays and literally ran in to the store, which was depressing as it was the most active thing I've done in ags (bummerrrrrr) and it was all for booze, which is about as healthy as a heart attack in the long run.
Ah well... back to work tomorrow, otherwise known as back to the real world. Working monday then have tuesday off, so G is going to the boat which is moored in Notts at the mo, so cue some shoppiiiiiiing!!! *spazz hands* and then am working every day afterwards. Ugh. The pain on my ankle and the lisp from my mouth should make this very interesting...
Friday 16 July 2010
No, I don't have an addiction.
Today was a good day - I finally had my tattoo coloured! I've had the damn thing for ages in black, and so i finally added a little colour and planned my next tattoo ^^ I dragged Sexy Jexy along to translate, as my lisp is hideous today. I sound like Sean Connery, only not as sexy-sounding. His voice is the ultimate in 'The Sex' if you catch my meaning ;)
Anyways, back to my tattoo. It's a ring of flowers round my right ankle, but the ring does not join together as am not a homosexualist (as Georgia Nicolson would say) so i had the flowers coloured and added a butterfly to the final design. the beauty of it is I can have the design extended down my foot if I want to (and ultimately I will.)
Ponyo is only one week old, but already his wings are losing their fluff and his proper wings are already coming through, and his colouring is just as beautiful. Yes, he is a He now, as research in to the colourings on his feathers points to the chick having a penis. Or so my mum says, so it's probably wrong.
Also a good day in that my new moooovies from amazon arrived for my studio Ghibli collection ^^ - Pom Poko, which I've never seen, and My Neighbour Totoro, one of my absolute faves. Studio Ghibli is like a Japanese Disney, and the films are absolutely fantastic! So beautiful and well drawn and animated, with fantulous moooosic also XD I HAVE to watch them in the original Japanese though, as the English dubs are hideous and ruin the original beauty of the film. Some of them are alright, such as the voice actors used in Howl's Moving Castle and Princess Mononoke, although the main problem i have with the English dubs is the fact that the song lyrics are translated and sometimes even the music.
They do ruin them a bit, but it's wonderful that I get to watch them - Japanese films, both animated and those using live actors are so much better than most films made in America and England, although it has to be said that British films are so much better than American ones.
Life is so good at the moment, got so much to do! Tomorrow is going to be another busy day, although I'll blog about it tomorrow - it's writing I can do at the moment, speaking is rather difficult. Ah well, I did this to myself. And hopefully I'll lose more weight thanks to the fact that I can only swallow liquids - My Special K diet was going quite well before my piercing, in that my (size 12, so not exactly huuuuuge :/) jeans that were previously very fitting on my thighs now feel and look like flares all over and my belt now has to be notched 3 notches tighter to prevent the scarring of small children and old people thanks to baggy jeans and non-sensible underwear. Ahaha, I'm such an appropriate person :)
Anyways, back to my tattoo. It's a ring of flowers round my right ankle, but the ring does not join together as am not a homosexualist (as Georgia Nicolson would say) so i had the flowers coloured and added a butterfly to the final design. the beauty of it is I can have the design extended down my foot if I want to (and ultimately I will.)
Ponyo is only one week old, but already his wings are losing their fluff and his proper wings are already coming through, and his colouring is just as beautiful. Yes, he is a He now, as research in to the colourings on his feathers points to the chick having a penis. Or so my mum says, so it's probably wrong.
Also a good day in that my new moooovies from amazon arrived for my studio Ghibli collection ^^ - Pom Poko, which I've never seen, and My Neighbour Totoro, one of my absolute faves. Studio Ghibli is like a Japanese Disney, and the films are absolutely fantastic! So beautiful and well drawn and animated, with fantulous moooosic also XD I HAVE to watch them in the original Japanese though, as the English dubs are hideous and ruin the original beauty of the film. Some of them are alright, such as the voice actors used in Howl's Moving Castle and Princess Mononoke, although the main problem i have with the English dubs is the fact that the song lyrics are translated and sometimes even the music.
They do ruin them a bit, but it's wonderful that I get to watch them - Japanese films, both animated and those using live actors are so much better than most films made in America and England, although it has to be said that British films are so much better than American ones.
Life is so good at the moment, got so much to do! Tomorrow is going to be another busy day, although I'll blog about it tomorrow - it's writing I can do at the moment, speaking is rather difficult. Ah well, I did this to myself. And hopefully I'll lose more weight thanks to the fact that I can only swallow liquids - My Special K diet was going quite well before my piercing, in that my (size 12, so not exactly huuuuuge :/) jeans that were previously very fitting on my thighs now feel and look like flares all over and my belt now has to be notched 3 notches tighter to prevent the scarring of small children and old people thanks to baggy jeans and non-sensible underwear. Ahaha, I'm such an appropriate person :)
Thursday 15 July 2010
Here's an example...
So, as I said in my last post, my mother's side of the family have the same sense of humour (a sexual sense of humour ;) ) and here is our conversation as soon as she walked through the door. G and Timmy, my stepdad and brother were also there.
Me: Hi mum *sticks tongue out*
Mum: oh hello darling... oh my god, what is that?!
Me: a tongue bar ^^
Mum: ew nooooooo! Let's have a look! oh my goddddddd! does G know? Did you show G? G! What do you think of Leah's tongue thing! Should I get one?
G: yeah, I've seen it, it looks good on her. She's always been very in to the piercings anyway. Plus, she told you she was getting one yesterday. And no, you shouldn't.
Mum: but she didn't say it was her tongue!
Me: it was that or my nipple again, mum.
Mum: well, that's better then. you've already got one nipple done, you don't really need another
Me: but I was planning on putting a chain between the 2 and hanging keys from it
Mum: NO WAY! Oh, you're joking. God, let me see it again
*Sticks tongue out*
Mum: uhhhhhh looking at it makes me go 'ugh' between my legs
Timmy: um... Mum? What the hell?
Mum: not in a good way... Anyway, aren't they meant to be kinda erotic?
Me: yeah. A pleasure sensation ^^ aaaaand my tongue's already famous ;)
Mum: Oh Leah, That's my girl! Tell me more!
Me: um.. well I-
*Mum begins to drag her out of the kitchen*
And I really didn't think this piercing through enough, maybe a nipple would have been better. My friend has thrown a surprise party for her boyfriend, a close friend of mine and we're going out for a posh meal (nom nom nom) But checking the menu online, the menu includes soup as a starter. that is all. Woops.
Me: Hi mum *sticks tongue out*
Mum: oh hello darling... oh my god, what is that?!
Me: a tongue bar ^^
Mum: ew nooooooo! Let's have a look! oh my goddddddd! does G know? Did you show G? G! What do you think of Leah's tongue thing! Should I get one?
G: yeah, I've seen it, it looks good on her. She's always been very in to the piercings anyway. Plus, she told you she was getting one yesterday. And no, you shouldn't.
Mum: but she didn't say it was her tongue!
Me: it was that or my nipple again, mum.
Mum: well, that's better then. you've already got one nipple done, you don't really need another
Me: but I was planning on putting a chain between the 2 and hanging keys from it
Mum: NO WAY! Oh, you're joking. God, let me see it again
*Sticks tongue out*
Mum: uhhhhhh looking at it makes me go 'ugh' between my legs
Timmy: um... Mum? What the hell?
Mum: not in a good way... Anyway, aren't they meant to be kinda erotic?
Me: yeah. A pleasure sensation ^^ aaaaand my tongue's already famous ;)
Mum: Oh Leah, That's my girl! Tell me more!
Me: um.. well I-
*Mum begins to drag her out of the kitchen*
And I really didn't think this piercing through enough, maybe a nipple would have been better. My friend has thrown a surprise party for her boyfriend, a close friend of mine and we're going out for a posh meal (nom nom nom) But checking the menu online, the menu includes soup as a starter. that is all. Woops.
Pin Cushion
Today I met up with my bestie, Mazi, whom I haven't seen in weeks despite the fact that both of us left school at the same time and have no real plans tbh. It's bloody work getting in the way for me though. It was a lovely catch up, although we went to town with different motives - piercings. We're both slightly addicted to them - Mazi now has 7 and I have about 15 and am fast becoming a human pin cushion.
I was torn between getting my nipple pierced again or my tongue - My excess dribbling and spazzy speech informed Mazi as to which one I chose. Excess dribbling? Yeah, cause I blatantly dribble loads anyway. It feels soooo odd and my tongue feels really dry and the rod is huge due to my tongue swelling to a similar size. As I said to my stepdad, I can't swallow anymore. I find it really difficult. His reply? "What's new about you not swallowing?" which sounds really hideously creepy, but we often joke around about my sex life. I'm lucky in that case - I can tell my parents and brothers virtually anything.
It's always been the norm really, especially on my mum's side - we all have very sexual senses of humour, so family gatherings are often hilarious occasions. We all laugh the same and have the same senses of humour - we're all so close and it's wonderful to have a family like that that I can rely on for anything.
I also feel like a refugee atm - the weight of my friends and myself on my bed was the last straw and it collapsed and broke my bin (i was more upset about the bin) so i took it apart and now sleep on my matress alone, which I love. But all the stuff under my bed is now lying next to me in a massive pile, so i can no longer sleep properly as it's so messy. I really do think I have problems vbis a vis OCD symptoms, but ah well, it's not reached that point yet that I can't go outside without turning the oven on and off 15 times before going outside and doing a special dance before eating anything.
Orgasmic milkshake from Shakeaway again - this time, instead of sucking on a Dave, I attempted to suck on a Ben, but it hurt waaaay too much. Walking through town crying out "NOOOOO! I'M USELESS! I CAN'T SUCK ANYMORE!!!!" was fine, until Mazi pointed out my ex walking along behind us. Just another day really...
I was torn between getting my nipple pierced again or my tongue - My excess dribbling and spazzy speech informed Mazi as to which one I chose. Excess dribbling? Yeah, cause I blatantly dribble loads anyway. It feels soooo odd and my tongue feels really dry and the rod is huge due to my tongue swelling to a similar size. As I said to my stepdad, I can't swallow anymore. I find it really difficult. His reply? "What's new about you not swallowing?" which sounds really hideously creepy, but we often joke around about my sex life. I'm lucky in that case - I can tell my parents and brothers virtually anything.
It's always been the norm really, especially on my mum's side - we all have very sexual senses of humour, so family gatherings are often hilarious occasions. We all laugh the same and have the same senses of humour - we're all so close and it's wonderful to have a family like that that I can rely on for anything.
I also feel like a refugee atm - the weight of my friends and myself on my bed was the last straw and it collapsed and broke my bin (i was more upset about the bin) so i took it apart and now sleep on my matress alone, which I love. But all the stuff under my bed is now lying next to me in a massive pile, so i can no longer sleep properly as it's so messy. I really do think I have problems vbis a vis OCD symptoms, but ah well, it's not reached that point yet that I can't go outside without turning the oven on and off 15 times before going outside and doing a special dance before eating anything.
Orgasmic milkshake from Shakeaway again - this time, instead of sucking on a Dave, I attempted to suck on a Ben, but it hurt waaaay too much. Walking through town crying out "NOOOOO! I'M USELESS! I CAN'T SUCK ANYMORE!!!!" was fine, until Mazi pointed out my ex walking along behind us. Just another day really...
Wednesday 14 July 2010
Incest?
Ok, reading back my post I have realised that my cousin's promise I wrote about reads back in a hideous, creepy and downright wrong manner.
What I MEANT to say was that she promised to set me up with a friend of hers, not she herself will help me out in that manner. God, I really should read these properly before posting. Well, I suppose it leads to more comedic reading.
Typical.
And how many bloody times did I just write 'reading/read'??
Fail...
What I MEANT to say was that she promised to set me up with a friend of hers, not she herself will help me out in that manner. God, I really should read these properly before posting. Well, I suppose it leads to more comedic reading.
Typical.
And how many bloody times did I just write 'reading/read'??
Fail...
FML... Or not :)
ok, i have in fact written about 3 blogs since my last post, but this bloody naff site neglected to upload it properly and lost them all. So cue manic screaming and very nearly throwing of laptop at the wall. Ah well, life other than that is good at the moment.
My granparents came and went, and it was a wonderful visit - a carcoal bbq was the perfect send off. It was my frst weekend off work in about a year (I'm not even joking, which is depressing) so I had my girlies over saturday night for schnacks (Y) booze, movies and gossip. Spent sunday lounging in the pool on the rubber ring - it was so hot and gorgeous, although after 5 minutes I got a wonderful burnt face, stomach, chest and legs. I had factor 30 sunblock on - it just goes to show that my complexion really is perfect for lobster immitations. Then my brothers thought it would be utterly HILARIOUS to tip the ring over and I fell over backwards spectacularly - I'm deffo not one to do things by half. I did infact rip out one of my earrings in my arm-flailing panic, which was less than fun. I have 7 pairs, but now my ears look wonky. I've kinda caught the piercing and tattoo bug again recently...
I became a mother on sunday too! ^^ No, it wasn't mine. As my besties will happily tell me over and over again, there's no hope in hell of that ever happening. I love them and they know me so well - I am going to die a spinster at this rate. Bring on uni is all I can say. Oh, and summer. My cousin has made me a few promises, which I will definitely hold her to. Anyways, I keep about 20 chickens and a wonderful cock (leave it) and 1 of the hens has been sitting on some eggs, none of which are her own but meh! whatever.
The first one hatched and she luuuuuuurves it, but she very nearly killed the second one by pecking it all the time and treading on it, which was heartbreaking. So I'm raising it. Her name is Ponyo, although it'll probs be a cock after all this :/ but never mind. She knows my voice and comes running to me and leaps in my hand when I put it in the cage, and screams hysterically when I'm not there. It's the coolest thing EVER!
So the glorious weather all weekend buggered off on monday, just in time for our end of exams trip to Skeggy that we spent months planning, which was a pain in the arse. It was still a fantastic day, although thanks to being thrashed around on the rides all day my left hand side feels as though someone has scraped my skin off :/ And yes, I do know what that's like.
Finally yesterday was my blood donation appointment. I've been a regular donor since I turned 18 (so if you suck at maths, I've only been twice, which I think is fab for someone terrified at the sight of needles) First the blood test failed as my finger didn't bleed enough, and then my arm bled waaaaaay too much during the actual donation, so much so that I spent less time on the chair than the 3 people that had been on there for 10 minutes before I got there. To top it all off, the (absolutely scrummy) male nurse told me to gently swing my legs over the side of the bed, but as I did I faceplanted the floor in a dramatic fashion and landed in his arms. I'd like to say it was romantic, hollywood 'eyes meeting' etc etc, but I caused him to crash to the floor also and there was no chance of our eyes meeting as mine were tight shut and I think I crushed his arm.
Can't win them all. Naturally, it's been a typically dramatic few days for the self-confessed (and frequently reminded) drama queen. I really am going to try and blog more regularly. I need this release. Till then, then.
My granparents came and went, and it was a wonderful visit - a carcoal bbq was the perfect send off. It was my frst weekend off work in about a year (I'm not even joking, which is depressing) so I had my girlies over saturday night for schnacks (Y) booze, movies and gossip. Spent sunday lounging in the pool on the rubber ring - it was so hot and gorgeous, although after 5 minutes I got a wonderful burnt face, stomach, chest and legs. I had factor 30 sunblock on - it just goes to show that my complexion really is perfect for lobster immitations. Then my brothers thought it would be utterly HILARIOUS to tip the ring over and I fell over backwards spectacularly - I'm deffo not one to do things by half. I did infact rip out one of my earrings in my arm-flailing panic, which was less than fun. I have 7 pairs, but now my ears look wonky. I've kinda caught the piercing and tattoo bug again recently...
I became a mother on sunday too! ^^ No, it wasn't mine. As my besties will happily tell me over and over again, there's no hope in hell of that ever happening. I love them and they know me so well - I am going to die a spinster at this rate. Bring on uni is all I can say. Oh, and summer. My cousin has made me a few promises, which I will definitely hold her to. Anyways, I keep about 20 chickens and a wonderful cock (leave it) and 1 of the hens has been sitting on some eggs, none of which are her own but meh! whatever.
The first one hatched and she luuuuuuurves it, but she very nearly killed the second one by pecking it all the time and treading on it, which was heartbreaking. So I'm raising it. Her name is Ponyo, although it'll probs be a cock after all this :/ but never mind. She knows my voice and comes running to me and leaps in my hand when I put it in the cage, and screams hysterically when I'm not there. It's the coolest thing EVER!
So the glorious weather all weekend buggered off on monday, just in time for our end of exams trip to Skeggy that we spent months planning, which was a pain in the arse. It was still a fantastic day, although thanks to being thrashed around on the rides all day my left hand side feels as though someone has scraped my skin off :/ And yes, I do know what that's like.
Finally yesterday was my blood donation appointment. I've been a regular donor since I turned 18 (so if you suck at maths, I've only been twice, which I think is fab for someone terrified at the sight of needles) First the blood test failed as my finger didn't bleed enough, and then my arm bled waaaaaay too much during the actual donation, so much so that I spent less time on the chair than the 3 people that had been on there for 10 minutes before I got there. To top it all off, the (absolutely scrummy) male nurse told me to gently swing my legs over the side of the bed, but as I did I faceplanted the floor in a dramatic fashion and landed in his arms. I'd like to say it was romantic, hollywood 'eyes meeting' etc etc, but I caused him to crash to the floor also and there was no chance of our eyes meeting as mine were tight shut and I think I crushed his arm.
Can't win them all. Naturally, it's been a typically dramatic few days for the self-confessed (and frequently reminded) drama queen. I really am going to try and blog more regularly. I need this release. Till then, then.
Saturday 10 July 2010
Eye F**k
ok, so I've already failed at posting everyday but never mind, there is a good reason for it. It really didn' take long and I sense this is part of a down hill spiral as far as blogging is concerned.
Yesterday was work for me. Again. argh! Although, I'm now not working until wednesday now, so it's all good in the 'hood ^^ Sooooo yesterday blogging was halted thanks to my mum's dad and stepmum coming down for a visit, so we went out for meal. He's just like my mum, so he's absolutely hilarious and my Gran and I love nothing more then having a good gossip about absolutely anything. Whenever I see them, I'm always on a diet and so is she, so we normally discuss which diets work best for us and say how well we're both doing, then instantly attack the dessert menu. Got a bit sqiffy after several double malibu and cokes and a couple of bottles of wine tee hee so have a big of a headache this morning, despite downing a load of water before bedfordshire.
I'm getting in to a vampire mood lately, obviously wonderful PROPER vampires that aren't gay or sparkly, so have been watching Interview with a Vampire, The Lost Boys, Hellsing etc etc. Hellsing I have to thank one of my exboyfriends for - he lent me a load of anime and games and then I broke up with him soon after and so he nevergtany of it back, so he's saved mr about £100 that I would have had to spend on buying them anyway.
Today is the start of a fantastic 4 days. I'm not seeing my grandparents today, as made plans months ago for a girls night out with my girlies ^^ but all of us (well, I'm not) are completely skint as hobos, I for once can afford to pay my car insurance 5 times over this month squeeeeee! And my bestie has foot issues and cannot walk or drive at the mo, so I've altered it to become a girlie night in at my house, soam waitig for them to get here. I haven't seen them since the end of exams, so it's been way too long compared to seeing them everyday like I used to, so I cannot wait!
I really am a socail butterfly at the moment. I was thinking I was going to be hugely bored and just working all the time until my planned holidays, but I have loads to do at the moment! I may be able to blog at some point (hopefully) this is really for me anyway, as I find this entertaining, but I doubt anyone else will.
Yesterday was work for me. Again. argh! Although, I'm now not working until wednesday now, so it's all good in the 'hood ^^ Sooooo yesterday blogging was halted thanks to my mum's dad and stepmum coming down for a visit, so we went out for meal. He's just like my mum, so he's absolutely hilarious and my Gran and I love nothing more then having a good gossip about absolutely anything. Whenever I see them, I'm always on a diet and so is she, so we normally discuss which diets work best for us and say how well we're both doing, then instantly attack the dessert menu. Got a bit sqiffy after several double malibu and cokes and a couple of bottles of wine tee hee so have a big of a headache this morning, despite downing a load of water before bedfordshire.
I'm getting in to a vampire mood lately, obviously wonderful PROPER vampires that aren't gay or sparkly, so have been watching Interview with a Vampire, The Lost Boys, Hellsing etc etc. Hellsing I have to thank one of my exboyfriends for - he lent me a load of anime and games and then I broke up with him soon after and so he nevergtany of it back, so he's saved mr about £100 that I would have had to spend on buying them anyway.
Today is the start of a fantastic 4 days. I'm not seeing my grandparents today, as made plans months ago for a girls night out with my girlies ^^ but all of us (well, I'm not) are completely skint as hobos, I for once can afford to pay my car insurance 5 times over this month squeeeeee! And my bestie has foot issues and cannot walk or drive at the mo, so I've altered it to become a girlie night in at my house, soam waitig for them to get here. I haven't seen them since the end of exams, so it's been way too long compared to seeing them everyday like I used to, so I cannot wait!
I really am a socail butterfly at the moment. I was thinking I was going to be hugely bored and just working all the time until my planned holidays, but I have loads to do at the moment! I may be able to blog at some point (hopefully) this is really for me anyway, as I find this entertaining, but I doubt anyone else will.
Wednesday 7 July 2010
'DON'T SHE LOOK PRETT-AY?'
Yeah. Doesn't she just? I dunno, someone my brother knows. The girl in the middle of the jeaousy fueled spat. My mother and I are snitches completely. Haha we went to the school about it.
I was late for work following the trip to my old school. I screeched to a stop outside school and literally shoved Tim out of the car and screamed off. Yeah so I went to work today. It sucked. I swapped swifts for tomorrow, o now I've got the worst shift :( but more money so s'all ok.
Watching the sex ed show with my mum and younger brothers, which is hilarious and not as hideous as i thought it would be - my mum just keeps making hilarious comments and i keep getting scared by the naked models. I know their bodies are just aged and everyone is gonna look like that etc and whatever, but it was still hideous to looka at tbh :/
I think it's bad that the chief police officer searching for the gunman on the run said a maaaaajor 'error' in her statement about the search 'no stone will be unturned' is not quite what she was aiming for, how about 'no stone will be left unturned'. It's almost laughable that they have only just thought that he may not be in the area anymore - i think he may have left the area straight away, personally. All these gun toting mniacs around at the moment, making huge news. I feel this is going to end in a shoot out - a Bnnie and Clyde situation.
It's terrifying and I'm glad I don't live in these areas.
I was late for work following the trip to my old school. I screeched to a stop outside school and literally shoved Tim out of the car and screamed off. Yeah so I went to work today. It sucked. I swapped swifts for tomorrow, o now I've got the worst shift :( but more money so s'all ok.
Watching the sex ed show with my mum and younger brothers, which is hilarious and not as hideous as i thought it would be - my mum just keeps making hilarious comments and i keep getting scared by the naked models. I know their bodies are just aged and everyone is gonna look like that etc and whatever, but it was still hideous to looka at tbh :/
I think it's bad that the chief police officer searching for the gunman on the run said a maaaaajor 'error' in her statement about the search 'no stone will be unturned' is not quite what she was aiming for, how about 'no stone will be left unturned'. It's almost laughable that they have only just thought that he may not be in the area anymore - i think he may have left the area straight away, personally. All these gun toting mniacs around at the moment, making huge news. I feel this is going to end in a shoot out - a Bnnie and Clyde situation.
It's terrifying and I'm glad I don't live in these areas.
Tuesday 6 July 2010
The opposite to relaxation
This blog is really boring thus far tbh - it always reads 'I went to work. It was awful' or something along those lines. Well today was a bit different - Yeah, I went to work and yeah it was awful, but it was also quite fun today so it wasn't all bad.
I watched the sex education show with my mum, which I know most people would find hideous but it was actually one of the funniest things I have ever experienced and I just couldn't take it seriously. I am so close to my mum, so I'm very lucky. I was her first born and am her only daughter and we're so similar, apparantly in appearance but I personally just think in character and mannerisms. She's actually mad and always does completely random things just to make me laugh - her sense of humour is fantastic!
Tonight we had a mass debate (say it out loud, quickly haha) about the news report about terror suspects being tortured for info. I dunno, maybe I'm too opinionated to be a criminal psychologist or whatever the hell I want to be (I don't actually know myself) and I'll probably get slammed for writing this but I don't think that a terrorist, who obviously has no concept for human rights and is happy to kill hundreds of innocent people, should be allowed even basic human rights as they deprive others of theirs. I know they're only suspects and may not have done anything (yet) but do they really have the right to be treated as equals when they see many people as far below them? I'm the kind of person who strongly believes in life sentences meaning an entire lifetime, bringing back the death penalty and the naming and shaming of sex offenders and paedophiles in society.
I'm beginning to surprise myself about all this sort of stuff, I always believed myself to be a person who was selfish to an extent and only really cared about the people I was close to or personally knew. Maybe I'm maturing (bloody hell!!) I guess that's a part of growing up.
Speaking of growing up, my brother really should do some of that soon. I was happily talking to mum in the kitchen, trying to tell her my story about nearly running over 2 pheasants that decided to have a fight in the middle of the road, when Tim runs in, screaming blue murder and punching things. I swear that if the dogs had been there he'd have punched Chelsea in her stupid mug. Turns out some little twat has been slagging him off on FB. I was trying to be a supportive sister and all that, but then I saw that he'd not only wiped my desk clean of ALL my most precious belongings, he'd also put his fist through my wardrobe door. Cue an EXPLOSION from me and now my throat really hurts. :( and I woke up the neighour haha.
I now have to drive him to my old school where he is doing work experience as if he gets on the bus he will hit the boy involved. Spalding is about a 40 minute drive away from home, and Lynn where I work is about a 40 minute drive from home. I start at 9. I'm doing about 70 FRIGGING MILES of driving before 9 in the morning. F.M.L!
I watched the sex education show with my mum, which I know most people would find hideous but it was actually one of the funniest things I have ever experienced and I just couldn't take it seriously. I am so close to my mum, so I'm very lucky. I was her first born and am her only daughter and we're so similar, apparantly in appearance but I personally just think in character and mannerisms. She's actually mad and always does completely random things just to make me laugh - her sense of humour is fantastic!
Tonight we had a mass debate (say it out loud, quickly haha) about the news report about terror suspects being tortured for info. I dunno, maybe I'm too opinionated to be a criminal psychologist or whatever the hell I want to be (I don't actually know myself) and I'll probably get slammed for writing this but I don't think that a terrorist, who obviously has no concept for human rights and is happy to kill hundreds of innocent people, should be allowed even basic human rights as they deprive others of theirs. I know they're only suspects and may not have done anything (yet) but do they really have the right to be treated as equals when they see many people as far below them? I'm the kind of person who strongly believes in life sentences meaning an entire lifetime, bringing back the death penalty and the naming and shaming of sex offenders and paedophiles in society.
I'm beginning to surprise myself about all this sort of stuff, I always believed myself to be a person who was selfish to an extent and only really cared about the people I was close to or personally knew. Maybe I'm maturing (bloody hell!!) I guess that's a part of growing up.
Speaking of growing up, my brother really should do some of that soon. I was happily talking to mum in the kitchen, trying to tell her my story about nearly running over 2 pheasants that decided to have a fight in the middle of the road, when Tim runs in, screaming blue murder and punching things. I swear that if the dogs had been there he'd have punched Chelsea in her stupid mug. Turns out some little twat has been slagging him off on FB. I was trying to be a supportive sister and all that, but then I saw that he'd not only wiped my desk clean of ALL my most precious belongings, he'd also put his fist through my wardrobe door. Cue an EXPLOSION from me and now my throat really hurts. :( and I woke up the neighour haha.
I now have to drive him to my old school where he is doing work experience as if he gets on the bus he will hit the boy involved. Spalding is about a 40 minute drive away from home, and Lynn where I work is about a 40 minute drive from home. I start at 9. I'm doing about 70 FRIGGING MILES of driving before 9 in the morning. F.M.L!
Monday 5 July 2010
Ugh.
Yeah, so I'm already sick of this whole 'full- time' thing at work. 12 - 8 today, which is the worst shift as it covers all the peak hours. Everyone was in a mood with each other basically, so it was quite naff until the night staff got in and the jokes let rip about, well, mainly me. I'm not being big headed (far from it) but basically most of the guys at work would like to do me, so most of our jokes are sexually based.
Ate Special K and watched Crime Watch, which I've watched since I was about 8 when I got a tv in my room and never miss (I was an odd child). I remember I used to think when I was younger 'God, I wish I could phone up with crucial information and save the day!' But I've aways lived in rather shite places where bugger all happens. Now, I'm glad I live in a place where nothing ever happens, it makes it easier to leave.
I hope to God I get the grades I need to get in to Uni, but I've decided that even if I don't get in to Derby (I don't want to go to my insurance at all) I'm still gonna move out. My room and all my belongings are being moved in to my own private caravan (which we have yet to buy) but I'm gonna have to put most of my stuff in storage or something - over 1000 books, 500 dvds and 200 cds there's no way all of it can be split in a caravan AND my room at uni. But we shall see.
I have almost finished downloading my final fantasy song collection on to my laptop. It has taken me about 3 months but now I think I'm almost there, which is fab. I have about 3000 tracks in my itunes librus now, so I'd like to think that's pretty awesome. Although it may be sad, I'm not sure.
Ugh, is this what'm reduced to writing about? I've not even had a week since finishing my exams and I'm already bored. Bring on adulthood and my new life, I say!
Ate Special K and watched Crime Watch, which I've watched since I was about 8 when I got a tv in my room and never miss (I was an odd child). I remember I used to think when I was younger 'God, I wish I could phone up with crucial information and save the day!' But I've aways lived in rather shite places where bugger all happens. Now, I'm glad I live in a place where nothing ever happens, it makes it easier to leave.
I hope to God I get the grades I need to get in to Uni, but I've decided that even if I don't get in to Derby (I don't want to go to my insurance at all) I'm still gonna move out. My room and all my belongings are being moved in to my own private caravan (which we have yet to buy) but I'm gonna have to put most of my stuff in storage or something - over 1000 books, 500 dvds and 200 cds there's no way all of it can be split in a caravan AND my room at uni. But we shall see.
I have almost finished downloading my final fantasy song collection on to my laptop. It has taken me about 3 months but now I think I'm almost there, which is fab. I have about 3000 tracks in my itunes librus now, so I'd like to think that's pretty awesome. Although it may be sad, I'm not sure.
Ugh, is this what'm reduced to writing about? I've not even had a week since finishing my exams and I'm already bored. Bring on adulthood and my new life, I say!
Sunday 4 July 2010
Resident Evil
Oh my ACTUAL God I am actually dead on my feet, and I've only worked my usual shifts thus far. I dread to think what the week of working non stop is going to do to me. I'm that lazy and unfit that a 12 hour shift completely wipes me out - I usually can manage 18 hours without too much trouble but it must be the heat. Yeah, that'll be it ^^
First the store was quiet which was stupidly crap as my shift went soooo slow and by 3 oclock I'd only taken £300, which was pathetic. Then from 4 til 7 my total shot up to £2500 - every single bugger was obviously coming back from a lovley day at the beach in the glorious sunshine. Bastards. I could see it all on their smug faces and the sun burn and tans they'd picked up. I had a lovely day sunning myself through the drive through window.
G keeps buying me pressies, which is fab - he got me a few new things for my car (it's as random looking as I am, both inside and out) and some more dvds, not thatI really need any more. Well, they were DVDs he'd watched and didn't like - namely Hostel 2 and 28 Weeks Later and I find them both hilarious so I leapt at the chance to claim them. I have about 500 dvds now. No, I don't have problems.
And some bugger has come in to my room and stolen the last of my Mikado. Death. To. Them.
I HAVE to go play Resident Evil now. A LOT!
First the store was quiet which was stupidly crap as my shift went soooo slow and by 3 oclock I'd only taken £300, which was pathetic. Then from 4 til 7 my total shot up to £2500 - every single bugger was obviously coming back from a lovley day at the beach in the glorious sunshine. Bastards. I could see it all on their smug faces and the sun burn and tans they'd picked up. I had a lovely day sunning myself through the drive through window.
G keeps buying me pressies, which is fab - he got me a few new things for my car (it's as random looking as I am, both inside and out) and some more dvds, not thatI really need any more. Well, they were DVDs he'd watched and didn't like - namely Hostel 2 and 28 Weeks Later and I find them both hilarious so I leapt at the chance to claim them. I have about 500 dvds now. No, I don't have problems.
And some bugger has come in to my room and stolen the last of my Mikado. Death. To. Them.
I HAVE to go play Resident Evil now. A LOT!
Saturday 3 July 2010
Epic With that Fail?
Yeah, so today was a typical day in the life of Leah - I really did act like a twat today tbh, starting off with me somehow managing to swallow my nose stud instead of putting it in my nose. Don't ask me how I managed that, I really don't know.
I then slipped over in an uber dramatic fashion infront of several customers, both members of the senior management team, my boss and HIS boss and threw chips everywhere. Naturally it was caught on the CCTV so every staff member got to see it. How nice for them. The excess padding on my arse prevented injury so it wasn't all bad ^^
Had another orgasmic milkshake from Shakeaway. It was... well, It was orgasmic basically. Nom nom nom XD which was ruined by the fact that someone whom I hate and have been ignoring and been ignored back started talking to me again while I tried to drink it , which ruined the moment a little. God, it was like I wanted to get a room with that milkshake. I could show that milkshake a good time ;)
Putting petrol in my car was depressing. I swear the dial actually dropped further and plus the fact that I had about -£30 to put in it made it even worse. The fly that somehow managed to get in to my dashboard the other day has now died and I can never get it out, so that's something lovely and distracting to look at whenever I turn a corner. Ugh.
Just got off the phone with my father, whom I haven't spoken to for 3 years. It was mainly me shouting at him about him neglecting me again haha, but I did get to speak to my younger brothers for the first time ever. The slight drawback is the fact that they live in Ireland, with our Irish father and their Irish mother and their accents were so thick I actually couldn't understand a word they were saying. Well, my visit it going to be interesting - I can't even pronounce their names properly, I keep changing it everytime!
It's nice to be able to come home and relax and not have to trust a revision guide in my face the minute I walked through the door (not that I did a lot of that anyway.) So I'm gonna unwind with more wine, Mikado and Howl's Moving Castle - I had SUCH an urge to watch it I actually broke the speed limit trying to get home early. Yes. I am sad.
I then slipped over in an uber dramatic fashion infront of several customers, both members of the senior management team, my boss and HIS boss and threw chips everywhere. Naturally it was caught on the CCTV so every staff member got to see it. How nice for them. The excess padding on my arse prevented injury so it wasn't all bad ^^
Had another orgasmic milkshake from Shakeaway. It was... well, It was orgasmic basically. Nom nom nom XD which was ruined by the fact that someone whom I hate and have been ignoring and been ignored back started talking to me again while I tried to drink it , which ruined the moment a little. God, it was like I wanted to get a room with that milkshake. I could show that milkshake a good time ;)
Putting petrol in my car was depressing. I swear the dial actually dropped further and plus the fact that I had about -£30 to put in it made it even worse. The fly that somehow managed to get in to my dashboard the other day has now died and I can never get it out, so that's something lovely and distracting to look at whenever I turn a corner. Ugh.
Just got off the phone with my father, whom I haven't spoken to for 3 years. It was mainly me shouting at him about him neglecting me again haha, but I did get to speak to my younger brothers for the first time ever. The slight drawback is the fact that they live in Ireland, with our Irish father and their Irish mother and their accents were so thick I actually couldn't understand a word they were saying. Well, my visit it going to be interesting - I can't even pronounce their names properly, I keep changing it everytime!
It's nice to be able to come home and relax and not have to trust a revision guide in my face the minute I walked through the door (not that I did a lot of that anyway.) So I'm gonna unwind with more wine, Mikado and Howl's Moving Castle - I had SUCH an urge to watch it I actually broke the speed limit trying to get home early. Yes. I am sad.
Friday 2 July 2010
Wine? Why not ^^
Is half past midnight too late to have a glass of wine? No, it's fine. My finger hurts so I need cheering up.
I wish this stupid virus thing would bugger off - every 6 months, without fail. I can't stand up or move without being doubled over in pain, I can barely stand or hold something without shaking manically like some sort of odd old woman crouching over a zimmer frame. Sleep and food are out of the question (Apart from Mikado - I can't buy pocky in Lincolnshire anywhere, so the English rip off will have to do.) And blatantly wine. Wine and mikado, hmmm... Yeah, I'll be the size of a house BEFORE uni at this rate, but it's ok - food doesn't stay down long yay! ^^
I think this is a glance of my future - drinking wine alone in my room in the middle of the night watching episodes of the same tv shows over and over. The only thing missing from this scene is a mad old cat mewing in the corner and some knitting sitting by my side. Spinster hood is a callin'. God, what a hideous thought. I really hope I don't end up like this every night - I hope I'll at least have a fuck buddy or something, seeing as I've already been written off by all my friends and am expected to never hold down a boyfriend. Yeah, I agree if my ex is anything to go by...
Ah well, uni is coming and I'm gonna get me a man XD Although I hate having to wait. I have no one to do while I wait (Haha. This is really not what I expected to be writing about. Meh! It's done now.)
I really will go to bed soon I think. I'll only have myself to blame if I feel worse in the morning and rip peoples' heads off. Or I can blame them for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yeah, let's go with that one.
I wish this stupid virus thing would bugger off - every 6 months, without fail. I can't stand up or move without being doubled over in pain, I can barely stand or hold something without shaking manically like some sort of odd old woman crouching over a zimmer frame. Sleep and food are out of the question (Apart from Mikado - I can't buy pocky in Lincolnshire anywhere, so the English rip off will have to do.) And blatantly wine. Wine and mikado, hmmm... Yeah, I'll be the size of a house BEFORE uni at this rate, but it's ok - food doesn't stay down long yay! ^^
I think this is a glance of my future - drinking wine alone in my room in the middle of the night watching episodes of the same tv shows over and over. The only thing missing from this scene is a mad old cat mewing in the corner and some knitting sitting by my side. Spinster hood is a callin'. God, what a hideous thought. I really hope I don't end up like this every night - I hope I'll at least have a fuck buddy or something, seeing as I've already been written off by all my friends and am expected to never hold down a boyfriend. Yeah, I agree if my ex is anything to go by...
Ah well, uni is coming and I'm gonna get me a man XD Although I hate having to wait. I have no one to do while I wait (Haha. This is really not what I expected to be writing about. Meh! It's done now.)
I really will go to bed soon I think. I'll only have myself to blame if I feel worse in the morning and rip peoples' heads off. Or I can blame them for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yeah, let's go with that one.
Can People Cope with MORE Leah?
Well, since my Facebook is purely for keeping in touch with people and amusing them with my prat falls and spillages and my Tumblr is basically full of me having a moan about anything possible, i figured it would be fiiiine to blog some more
Basically, I enjoy writing things down. I was never one to keep a diary as a kid, but I'm grown now (shut up all non believers. I am an adult and show maturity. Sometimes) and I've been getting better at this whole keeping up with my life stuff. Plus, I've been getting some awesome feedback from people vis a vis my blogging so here's to taking it further.
So... yeah... I really should be sleeping right now. I'm ill (again) and have just got in from work and am working again at 9 tomorrow morning. Am actually working every day now until saturday, which is revolting. I officially finished my A Levels on wednesday, so am available for full time hours but I didn't imagine that I'd get to work EVERY FRIGGING DAY as my boss said, and I quote, 'It may be difficult to get you the hours you want'. Yeah, he's gone beyond.
Until university I'm just going to be bored. It's nice that I can leave the house whenever I want as I'm now driving (woot woot!) but that will soon get boring. I want to leave home so badly! And my room is a tip at the mo, which is majorly depressing - by 'a tip' I mean there's a few magazines on the floor and my laptop case has fallen over and there's a cushion on the floor that shouldn't be there. Do I have a problem? Yes. Yes I do.
Ah. Well that's pleasant. Blogging was interrupted by one of the dogs coming in and throwing up on my work shoes - fabulous. They've already got bits of dead hedgehog stuck to the bottom of them and now they have chunks of second-hand dog biscuit wedged on them. God this is a majorly attractive thing to be writing isn't it? Well, blatantly I am (majorly attractive I mean. hahaha good one!)
Lol at American Dad. That is all.
Basically, I enjoy writing things down. I was never one to keep a diary as a kid, but I'm grown now (shut up all non believers. I am an adult and show maturity. Sometimes) and I've been getting better at this whole keeping up with my life stuff. Plus, I've been getting some awesome feedback from people vis a vis my blogging so here's to taking it further.
So... yeah... I really should be sleeping right now. I'm ill (again) and have just got in from work and am working again at 9 tomorrow morning. Am actually working every day now until saturday, which is revolting. I officially finished my A Levels on wednesday, so am available for full time hours but I didn't imagine that I'd get to work EVERY FRIGGING DAY as my boss said, and I quote, 'It may be difficult to get you the hours you want'. Yeah, he's gone beyond.
Until university I'm just going to be bored. It's nice that I can leave the house whenever I want as I'm now driving (woot woot!) but that will soon get boring. I want to leave home so badly! And my room is a tip at the mo, which is majorly depressing - by 'a tip' I mean there's a few magazines on the floor and my laptop case has fallen over and there's a cushion on the floor that shouldn't be there. Do I have a problem? Yes. Yes I do.
Ah. Well that's pleasant. Blogging was interrupted by one of the dogs coming in and throwing up on my work shoes - fabulous. They've already got bits of dead hedgehog stuck to the bottom of them and now they have chunks of second-hand dog biscuit wedged on them. God this is a majorly attractive thing to be writing isn't it? Well, blatantly I am (majorly attractive I mean. hahaha good one!)
Lol at American Dad. That is all.
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