Monday, 25 May 2009

Wont be here


I will mostly post on my poetry blog...easing myself into the swing of it all....YAY.

Sunday, 10 August 2008

It's me:)


I went for a professional photo shoot. Why? Many people asked me to, so I decided lets hit me baby one more time.

I was so surprised by the pics.....they awesome, and it is was so much fun.
The modelling industry is just very how do I put this, full of shit:)

So I think I wont be a model any time soon, one never knows but ill stick to words, I am good with that.

Peace out party ppl:)

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

bobbing now and then;)


Ghee mother of Mary I am going through so much change at the moment, I can hardly contain myself. Contain myself from what would be the valid question to ask. *whisper* I will let you guys know when I see it:)

I edited the first draft of my Novel, some scary shize in there. I freak myself out, when I get to the gory bits I actually stop and say DID I WRITE THAT.....awesome stuff...hihihihih....
Then decided to digest my poetry and my short stories, will putt the edited versions on my blog so that I can get some feedback. I sure do need it. Enough talk about being a writer, the day is now.

Then some random thing that has bothered me for ages now.
The road that leads me to hell....some of us call it work..is a shelter that a street guy made for himself. He even made wind chimes from cardboard that he has erected between two trees. His own outside mansion, now what tickles me pink is that every single morning I pass him and he sits writing something in a book. I have contemplated stopping and asking him for a peek. My fear that he might be insane and hack me to death, is the typical stereotype behaviour one shall expect from a office suite that keeps me away. Yes boohooo cry me a river, that's what I have become. *Bow head in shame*
So who think they know what he is writing?

I am working on the boring suite stereotype pain in the lower butt area I have become....I got another tattoo...YAY....

Well party people, peace out.
HUGZ
:)

Sunday, 11 May 2008

Behind bathroom doors


I am back from holiday and I kinda saw a few things and thought about allot. For one I really want a family, secondly, why does ppl write on the back of bathroom doors.

YES me and my wide array of ideas, fascinating....hihihih..
My best friend and I went out last nite and alas once again undying love was confirmed on the back of a bathroom door. Well woopie doo I always wanted to be remembered by ppl that pee or puke in a drunken state(can you spot the sarcasm).

I read a few messages the last week on the back of the stall doors while having a pipi...now my question is what on earth drives you to say, Ahhhh I LOVE YOU DUDE, let me write it on the back of the stall door before I pipi and then, and then for years ppl who sit down will know it. Very romantic with a stench of love in the air.

Anyway just my piece of cheese. Anyone wrote on the back of a door? O do tell me what? and then more importantly WHY?

HUGZ
Peace out.

Tuesday, 29 April 2008

Monday thats Theusday, Wednesday is Friday, when will the madness end:)


We are in the middle of our long weekend, short week. Yes sounds mad, but it is the truth this week is only two days long, or short, which ever end you like looking at your glass.

I am writing deeper s every, funny how I can just tap into the shize we like to call emotion. Its kinda a very windy place, stormy emotion and all....hihiih....anyways finished with boohoo cry me a river drama.

I am almost going away to the seaside on holiday, highly exited, gonna walk that beech up like no tomorrow, only taking my notebook and a pen.....oooo how lyrical is that I can actually feel the pages crease under my words....ok I also write as if I want to push through the page......still exiting....woop woop....

Fark I wish I can just get famous now, and stop working where clients annoy me....or get a rich husband, but hey we all know that's not happening so not putting my fairy dust on that one:)
And I sometimes wonder will I be able to allow a man to look "AFTER" look the inverted commas I think the call it. I Kinda think nope that's not gonna happen.
Crazy babbling at its best, my brain working through all the crappies.

Anyways will try and do the reading of the blogs over this weekend...YAY....cant wait to see what everyone has to say....
:)

O another thing have you guys seen the names off blogs updated every like minute when one sign in, they flash faster that a nun at a rock concert...whahaha....thats funny mental pics...the point who can actually click on one to read it....not me:)

OK that's bye for now.
Peace out party ppl:)

Tuesday, 22 April 2008

I am worth more than that

I am working hard as per usual, got promoted, the company that I left before I went to London wanted me back. Dam straight where else will they get someone to tell them to go to hell as nice as me:) So took the job, got promoted and still hate the rude ass clients. I got so mad at a programmer today, my cheeks actually got blood red and very hot.....grrrrr...nearly kicked him, but alas I did not.

I went to visit Tracy after work we sipped on peach tea and she was in a laim ass joke mood, I laughed so much... let me share one: What is white and if it falls out a tree it will kill you? o bet ya you guys wont get it right................A FRIDGE...whahahahahahahaha....so funny:)

This weekend is a long weekend and then we work two days and then another long weekend, how great is that....shize for the already crippling economy...hey I don't care right now, its days off....woop woop...we worry about recession when we are back at work....hheeeeee hhaaaaa....ok enough crazy talk for now.

Have a fab day guys:)
HUGZ
:)

Monday, 14 April 2008

I am still alive

Hey all.

I am still alive and kicking*would like to kick a few ppl in the head,note to self kick hard* Missed the blog more than anyone can ever know. Miss every Friend I have here. Took some down time, did I rest, did I get a profound idea or thought. No not really finished my novel, got my farken heart broken again. Don't you not just hate being passionate about everything.. I think I would enjoy blan feelings right about now. But then on the other hand..my words grew to strength in my sorrow, even if it feels like I am still 16 years old and confused by everything.

How is everybody doing, I will try and visit blogs as I did in the past but need to get use to it again, and I cant check it out from work anymore they blocked it. Tried that other blog application it sucked monkey balls I did not like it.

Please tell me how everyone is doing, will blog more now. I missed it to much.

HUGZ