Archive for December, 2007

Seasons Greetings….

December 24, 2007

Well I’m supposed to be super pc these days arn’t I.

I lurched to the end of term without too much strife. Well ok a bit. I admit to a moment of weakness about the future and had to be sternly talked into NOT quitting my course. Yes i know i know i’m just so stressed out all the time.

I worked at the holiday club with the weenies last week. It was, as always, great fun and cheered me up no end.

On the plus side I’m now at home in the moor until friday eating and chilling out.

On the negative I’ve had to bring work home with me which I must at least look at tonight or be really stressed again come new year.

I’m dreading going back to work on the 2nd.

I met a nice boy. More on that after xmas.

Have a good one you lovely people.

Over and out.

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December 22, 2007

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December 18, 2007

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Out the mouths of…….boys.

December 12, 2007

I’ve been at BNP boy’s house tonight. I had to share this with you! We were channel surfing. BNPB paused on Sexcetera and said…

‘Oh honestly…I do NOT NEED to know how to turn a womn on!!!

Me: Oh really why not?

BNPB: S’easy innit to turn a woman on….it’s like a kettle.

Me: It is now?

BNPB: *deadpan* Yes, you just push the button.

Me: *stunned*


Theres a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis…..

December 9, 2007

And he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you.

Well that was a night out and a half. Playscheme xmas party. Playscheme boss did a cracking job I have to say. We had dinner at Barbican Kitchen which is a Tanners restuarant – those little chaps on This Morning making the puddings no less. It was amazing food fans!!!

After that we did the barbican pub crawl and I ended up dancing on the tables with my boss and the manager ha ha ha.

However…..we went up to Union Rooms for more dancing about except I bumped into Text Boy at the bar. (last year short term bf bit of a wanker). As always he tried to talk to me and I blanked him. Not mature I know but frankly I can’t stand him. So I got my JD and wandered off. As if by magic my phone buzzed almost instantly. It was text boy. Gah. I could transcribe the whole conversation but it was quite lengthy. The gist of it was me telling him to go away to the point where I actually sent a message saying ‘I dont want to be friends, I dont even like you as a person as you are rude and arrogant’ He responded by saying he missed me and kept trying to convince me to go back to the pub and have a drink with him. Id left to go to BNP boy’s house by then – on purpose yes! I got bored after that and went to bed. When I got up this morning there were 5 messages from him asking if he could come round and talk to me!!! FFS!!! I replied at about lunchtime assuming he was drunk and would retract it all. He did not!!!

Honestly men are such opportunists!!!

and no – I’m not even entertaining the thought – I want even flattered!

I’m sorry but I need to vent!

December 3, 2007

Stop having a go at me because I’m skinny!!!

(thats addressed to my family, some friends, lots of colleagues and all the random strangers who do it)

Actually I do eat three meals a day without puking them up again afterwards. Yes really.

No, I’m not currently starving myself.

But then you know that because you (the above) are fascinated by watching me eat.

And the people who compliment me on my figure and then really subtly interrogate me about my diet…..I KNOW YOU’RE DOING IT!!!

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December 2, 2007

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