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November 13th, 2009
01:10 pm Do you know what?? I really fucking love my friends. Not all of them. Some of them I only like. Others I tolerate. But some of them I really, really love.
Right now I am spotlighting the wonderful Miss Holly Peterson for loves. Because she makes me smile. And she's pretty. And she doesn't mind me shagging her ex boyfriend.
<3
Thanks for being my buddy. I wuv you lots. We're going to make xmas/bday epic this year.
xxx Current Location: work Current Mood: silly
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February 13th, 2008
02:34 pm I really don't feel well.
And I can't actually focus on anything.
Today sucks royally.
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February 11th, 2008
12:55 pm - Yawn Urgh, I'm really tired today. REALLY tired. MSN is a bad thing. Talking to someone you get on really well with on MSN is even worse. 3.30am is NOT a good time to be trying to type, laid in bed, with your LEFT hand. No sir-ree. But making up emense Zombie battle plans at 3.30am, in bed, with your left hand, does kind of make up for the tiredness today. :-) I liketh Zombie talk. And talking the zombie talk with cute ginger boys (eeep! I LOVE GINGERS!) is the coolest. (Not *certain* type boys, but it's all good).
Hehehe. Another fabulous weekend. Pissed as a fucking fart on Saturday thanks to the kind folk in Revs, as well as Caz, Lei, Lorna, Vicki, Shockers, Porn-o-graphic, the scary south african dude, erm..... and those other people that were there. You guys rock my world and I LOVE YOU ALL. Sunday = pyjama day (again) and mammoth 12 hour MSN runs, as well as mail-order pizza which i'm sure did my diet no good, but it tasted yummers, and anyway, I can now pull my work trousers down without un-doing the buttons! So there!
Ok. back to the red bull and the shop to serve the customers that I tought I could skive from today, but stupid work people always phone in sick when I feel like hiding so now I have to actually sell phones. LAME.
xxxxx Current Location: work Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: nowt
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February 8th, 2008
06:35 pm It wont go away.
Some one take me out and make me think of something else?
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February 6th, 2008
10:54 pm i love the pineapple.
the junior senior video.
sometimes i do impressions of it.
i did one a minute ago.
it was cool
i rock
i banged my head off the computder while doing it.
caroline klaughed.
i use far too many spaces/
because i am drunk.
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10:51 pm i quite ,like fat boy silm.
yes
also the man with the cigarettes in the morning is quite hot and i would like to bone him. if i had a bone i think he orks in woolworths but i am not evewr so sure. do people in woolworths have purple shirts#? becuase if they do her works there.
I like hooly as we had cocktails and i am pissed.
But i love my caroline and her millionaire, but mostly my caroline.
everyone else can GO TO HELL!
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February 4th, 2008
03:23 pm Dear (shit) people on my friends list,
Er....... Hello? Updates? Where?
You all suck,
Disgruntled Flange.
Dear (cute) people on friend's friends lists,
I don't mind if y'all update too. I like to stalk, I mean, READ, your entries too.
Awaiting in ernest,
Spangelina Current Mood: chipper
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11:25 am Dear people on my friends list,
Can someone update please? I have nothing to read.
Thanking you in advance,
Flange Current Location: work Current Mood: bored
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January 31st, 2008
11:15 pm - wank I just dyed my hair, and it looks to me like it's pretty much the same colour. rubbish. I wanted to be a faux-semi-goth for a while. shite bags.
off to Londinium tomorrow. just for the day. with myself. I am looking forward to a day with my own thoughts. i think.
erm.... that's it.
yes. it really is
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January 30th, 2008
04:45 pm You all suck for not commenting on my 2 previous entries.
:-p Current Mood: amused
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January 29th, 2008
01:14 pm - question How is it possible to maintain a calm exterior when inside you are going 'waaaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa'?
Drunk memories are not good memories. You remember things wrongly, like, you think things were 1000 times worse then they actually were, or your specticles are so rose-tinted it beggers belief.
Allow for the panning. Allow for the whatevers. Breathe.
*I hate you God, for inventing hotness. Current Location: work
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January 28th, 2008
11:48 am - What a weekend! coffee, roast pork, cute boy, PIE!, kissing, dancing, SOUTHEYS AND COKE!, snuggles, sunshine, Labyrith, tickling, Noddy, Whose Line Is It Anyway?, more dancing, shots, MSN, handholding, giggles, THRILLER!, roast chicken, penis :-D, friends, crying, really cute boy, closure, more tickling, no sleep, chocolate profriterolle cake of doom, perfection.
This weekend totally ruled!
:-D Current Location: work Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: none
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January 24th, 2008
10:50 am I don't know what's wrong with me.
The first is the whole Heath Ledger thing. I'm really bothered by the fact that he died. I'm not gonna pretend that I was his biggest fan, or that he was my favourite actor or anything, but I did, on occassion, go to the cinema specifically to see a film coz he was in it. And I actually believed that, in the future, I would meet and marry Patrick from 10 Things....... I know that's stupid but man, I loved that boy. I don't have any personal experience of death. All my grandparents died before I was born (or when I was like 5, so it makes no odds). My parents are both still here, as are my brothers and sisters and their kids. None of the aunties/uncles or cousins I actually know have died and I've never lost a close friend. Or any friend for that matter. That measn that the only people I 'know' who have died are celebrities. Usually, when someone famous dies who I liked it comes as a bit of a shock. There are some "oh, that's a real shame"s, but that's it. But this is different. I don't WANT him to be dead. I liked him, I liked his work, he seemed decent. You hear all the time of stars being wreckless, all the Kate's and the Britneys and the Amy's and the Paris' and the so and so, but you didn't hear that of him. He wasn't in my National Enquirer because he'd been done for DUI again, he was in there pictured with his family, his little girl, if at all. I know that it doesn't mean that he didn't have personal addictions/issues (I'm not making assumptions until the cause of death is established), that weren't displayed in public but he seemed so normal. So why? And why do I care? I didn't know the guy. Do I have a right to care? Can you mourn for a celebrity? Someone you didn't know? Is it disrespectful to the people who did know them and do have to mourn? I was soooooo looking forward to The Dark Knight and Heath's Joker, now, I'm not sure I could even watch it. Part of me thinks it would feel wrong, but another part thinks it would be a fitting tribute. Not just for me to watch it, but for everyone who watches it. I feel stupid for caring. But evertime I see the word's HEATH LEDGER - FOUND DEAD, it tears me up a little and I wish it wasn't true. I just don't understand why I feel like I wish it wasn't true. And I don't understand if I have the right to feel like that.
I was going to write abut something else here too, but it is going to have to wait. It doesn't seem right to write about something so trivial..... when in the grand scheme of things, it really doesn't matter. Current Location: work Current Mood: blank Current Music: none
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January 22nd, 2008
10:52 pm - ok if heath ledger is actually relly, really dead, as opposed to this being a hoax, I will not be impressed! Current Mood: sad
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January 21st, 2008
08:17 pm Paid the first £100 of the holiday. Had to raid my ISA but it's paid. Woo hoo!
Been looking up tickets to disney/universal etc and they are fecking expensive. Gonna cost half as much as the holiday, just for tickets. But it'll be worth it.
Caz and I are going to see AVP in about an hour. I hope it's good. I liked the first one so maybe it will be.
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January 18th, 2008
08:45 pm - Soooooooo...... I am dying a death due to cold at the minute. I think it's only a cold. I can still stand up (just) but I can't deal with bright lights. I need, need, need to have a couple of days in bed, but I really can't take the time off work. It's too busy. And I still don't have a real manager to take the reigns. Rubbish.
On the plus side, in 10 months and 2 days I will be in Florida. YIPPIE! I booked it today. Only £550 for a fortnight in a sexy villa and fights on Virgin jumbo too. Going with me ma and pa and the sis and the neice, which will be a little annoying no doubt, but it's all OK because I will GET TO SEE MICKEY MOUSE and hopefully Buzz Lightyear and Stitch. =) In Universal Studio's now there is a Dr Seuss land (I have him to thank for my user name), and there is a cafe where you can actually eat GREEN EGGS AND HAM!!!! I'm soooooooo going there. So the next 10 months will involve parting with over £1000 but fuck it, I haven't had a real holiday in 4 and a half years so screw it. Woot woot! Very excited.
That's all.
=) Current Mood: excited
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January 11th, 2008
11:48 pm - 2nd Just wanted to mention that I love the word fiasco.
That's it really.
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11:35 pm - Grrrrrrrr...... My life is shit at the minute. I'm bored. I need to find things to do. I am irratable, so much. I get mad at the smallest things. Maybe I just need to get laid. :-/
Erm....... I'm fed up with people's moaning. Quit complaining about the fact that you have friends and a decent family and a job and so on. Please stop moaning about *all* of the men who want you and it's oh-so-difficult to chose between them. Oh dear. My heart bleeds. Try having no interest. From ANYONE. EVER! (to be honest, apart from the boy thing - I really do have no boys interested in me - I'm probably aiming this rant at myself. I really should make more use of what I have).
It's honestly not that I mind being single. I don't. And after the Steve fiasco, I need some time to re-assess my wants/needs so as to not make the same mistakes again. But I just miss........ company, I guess. Those silences that aren't at all akward because you can just *be* with that person. I have that, with a couple of my girlfriends, but I guess the other thing I miss is closeness. You don't get intimacy with girlfriends. (And trust me, I've tried. hahahaha). I wish I didn't have to cuddle up to Jim the tiger when I'm in bed. I wish I didn't need an extra blanket to keep me warm. And I wish, when I'm parked on the sofa every night, that I could be resting my head on the lap of *insert name here* instead of on the fuzzy cushions.
Urgh. I wish I wasn't me. In my head. Right now.
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January 1st, 2008
01:38 am - Can't remember when I last saw you laughing......... So, 2008 then. Hmmmmmmmm............ can it be worse then 2007? More then likely. Especially if you count the fact that I now officially turn 25 this year. Bumflaps. Anyway, I don't like new years, so to make up for that I am drinking Southern Comfort, and waiting for Rocky Horror to come on by listening to Phil Collins. So sue me.
Hope it's a good one to any of you who need to believe that this year will miraculously be better then the last due to the fact that there's an 8 at the end now.
And remember: She's an easy lover.
(I wonder if the girl who this song is about is happy about being deemed an Easy lover?) Current Location: Lynford's house Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Phil Collins. Duh!
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December 27th, 2007
11:25 pm - hmmmmm..... going to keep this short and sweet as i have busted my arm and it hurts like a bitch to type with my right hand so i shall just be using my left......
i have been missing steve a lot recently. until i see him and then realise why we shouldn't be together. he is a very selfish person. i never really realised when we were going out but i can see it now. i hate people who only think of themselves, especially when i usually give so much, too much probably.
oh and i have a stalker. yes, yes i do. Thing is he is fucking hot but a knobber as well. A complete fucking cunt. But hot. it is a dilemma because he is so hot yet such a r-tard, but i have been doing my best to ignore him and not get entwined in his games, and i am doing a good job. trouble is that my ignoring-ness just serves his persistance in the stalking. if a woman was texting/messaging etc as much as he is she'd be labelled a bunny boiler. he thinks he has control over me because looks-wise, he is outta my league so he thinks i'll put up with shite coz i'm soooooooo honored to have a man like him flirt with me or pay interest to me. well i'm not, and i wont. but god-damn! is he hot!!!!!
Have to leave it there as my arm feels like it may fall off. =(
P.S: alot of people have been pissing me off recently.
P.P.S: I forgot to say Merry christmas. Current Mood: broken Current Music: waynes world 2
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