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This is pretty much my online diary - I could be the next Bridget Jones.
This blog seems to vary amongst three very important things: moaning, moaning - and moaning.



Sunday, 12 December 2010

HOLIDAY 2011

WE
NEED
TO
BOOK
IT
SOON


AYIA NAPAAAAA

Because I'm a soppy, romantic loser.

Bob Marley:

"You may not be her first, her last, or her only.
She loved before, she may love again.
But if she loves you now, what else matters?
She's not perfect -you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she makes you laugh, causes you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyse her and don't expect more than she can give.
Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."

Saturday, 11 December 2010

I got da monies.

No I really don't.
I need moneyyyy.
When I'm in Soho on Tuesday I may have to do a spot of selling myself.
PAYDAY ISN'T FOR 12 DAYS :'(

Friday, 10 December 2010

Cringe.

Reading through my old blogs on here actually makes me cringe.
I didn't realise just how gay I sounded.

I'm so much happier now.
Obviously not everything is perfect but I'm thinking outside the box now; taking risks which consequently benefit me in a great way.

I got a job as a Freelance Journalist. WAHEEEEY. Interviews and whatnot in Soho on Tuesday..should be exciting :)

Only thing I must moan about today is...why do some boys find it so hard to make the first move? Baffles me so much.


Sunday, 5 December 2010

The story of Conor Murphy.

NIGHTMARE ON LONG ELMES - synopsis: when a lonely college girl finds herself stuggling to sleep on a paki filled LONG ELMES, the local sleep killer Conor Kruger strikes fear into the young girls heart with his gigantic MOLE and vagina antics she invests in a cat
to save the day and kill him off in her sleep
but a secret lies beneath Kruger's antics
that actually he has no testicals because the young college girl sold them on ebay
for money to buy cocktails
which she puked up on her work colleagues

Harry Coaley = Pure Brilliance

Long time no speak.

Haven't written one of these in a long long long time!
So what's new? Not a lot really.
Been spending most of my time doing work and working at Waitrose.
Sent off my University application last week - applied to Portsmouth, Brighton, Sheffield, St Marys and Nottingham Trent.
If I don't get any offers I shall be more than gutted.
Pompey is my top choice, to go there and study Journalism with English literature. If I don't get an offer then god knows how I'm gonna have the motivation to do coursework and get into uni!

My love life is non-existant, as per. I've had a few crushes here and there.. especially this BEAUTIFUL guy at work, but it is unrequited. Two Asian twins are in love with me, I fancy a guy that looks like Example..he is Turkish.

I have picked a ridiculous amount of overtime this month, but nevertheless it will result in a lot of monies, so I can't complain.

My dad is getting me driving lessons for christmas. :D

Christmas Eve and NYE are going to be epic (purely because I won't have work the next day :P)

Yes, and that is my life up to date.

Sunday, 22 August 2010

The perfect explanation.

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, they’re yours; love them forever. If they don’t, it was never meant to be. We do not possess anything in this world, least of all other people. At one stage in life, what you had is exactly what you wanted. You're the person who worked on it and made it what it was - no one ever forced you to. When it came to an end, well, no one is ever prepared for an end, but you yet again worked on it; harder than ever, in the hope of getting back what you'd watched walk away - you wanted things to get back to the way they were. One lesson in life which every single being experiences and learns is the fact that chances hardly ever exist and nothing you'll ever want in life starts off with a chance; it obviously isn't in need of one to want it.

A second chance is therefore a third chance, and no one will ever benefit from a third chance. As a result, if you're that one-in-a-million and get given a first chance, grab it with both hands and never let go because a second chance is only given by the foolish and blinded, and a third by the dead-minded, who will in no time realize that the third was the exact definition of a mistake; you'll have no choice but to watch it walk away...for good. Nothing in this world that's worth having and keeping comes easy, and nor is it simple to keep. The best things in life? Well they're priceless and the hardest ever to get hold off; you're lucky to ever get the opportunity. Striving and achieving what you've always dreamt of is the closest thing you can ever compare to love:- Falling in love isn't always going to be easy...you'll have to experience the anger, the tears, the hurt and the disappointments. However, despite the ugly and detrimental aspects of love, there are the beautiful portions; the trust, the laughter, the rushes and the excitement. There's so much more to it, but the feelings remain unexplainable; only you will ever know. Magic maybe the closest explanation, but even that is a shameful understatement. Truth of it is, nothing will ever compare; not even the second, third or fourth experience. Once you've achieved it, it's all yours and something you'll be comparing and looking back on with every single breath you take.

However, it's only when you still want what you've lost when you truly love what you had. Only then will you know that the love was true and had been all along. That feeling of being alone should make you aware of the fact that a second chance is not something you want or need and make you recognize the mistakes and faults much sooner than the previous situation, in order for you to deal with it more readily and correctly. If you'd never thought about it or met who you've met, you wouldn't like it. If you didn't like it, you wouldn’t want it. If you didn't want it, you wouldn't love it. If you didn't love it, you wouldn't miss it. But you did, you do, and you will. Don't ever be foolish and let the test of failure get to you; think of the greater things that you can never achieve and feel otherwise...the things you'll be forever missing and wishing you'd never let go of. If you ever decide on letting go, you're not supposed to love and nor are you supposed to care. You're not supposed to be living your life wishing what you’d let go off was ever there? You're not supposed to wonder where that thing is or what it is they do; you let go, you did that, you chose to. The lost or missed chance will move on and eventually make it, but you never will; you'll forever look back. So if it's really what you want, you can walk away and say you don't need it, but just remember your own bitter words when you begin to regret it all. You'll soon enough discover that real love is millions of miles past ever falling in love with anyone or anything.

When you make just that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart will once again open and continue to open. Love the experience and the heart that hurts you, but never hurt the heart and the experience that loves you...that's when you'll lose everything, forever.