The L Word

LOVE:
The big L.
The word that everyone wants to hear. A four letter word that, to some extent, makes our fragile little world go round.

I can honestly say I've never been in love. Loved, yes but actually in love with another living soul, no.
'Theres no difference!' I hear you bellow from those love infected lungs of yours. Well, in my opinion there is.
Of course I have loved, I still do love many. My family, close friends, perhaps an ex lover or two (even if my in-denial self refuses to admit it out loud) they all have a hold on that part of the brain where affection and pain lie. Pain? Yes pain. If anything love is good at it's causing pain. Love is having such strong feelings of happiness and joy in the presence of another person, that when they are taken away from you, or betray you, or upset you, nothing in the world could be as physically or mentally painful.
Being in love of course holds these same emotions, except the love is reciprocation. If you're in love, you are in some kind of loving relationship where by you love someone an equal amount as they love you. You're like magnets. An invisible force of feelings and energy connect you two together in a way that no one around you understands. Not even others in love. Because everyone's love story is different. If you're in a relationship where you feel you love tho other person more than they love you, then you are not in love. You just love.

That's my philosophy anyway.

loving life

I am officially employed! The interview went well and he offered me a job there and then! I feel so fortunate to have got it, the thought of having to continue with the job hunt makes me nauseous. Whats even better about having a job, is having one that i actually like! It's so much fun being a Bar-gal! It's a cocktail bar so i've got to learn a billion different cocktail recipes, which is kind of long but i'm excited & determined to learn them all within 2 weeks. It wasn't until i got this job that i realised how many cocktails there actually are! I mean i had heard of a few, you know your stereotypical holiday cocktails such as 'sex on the beach', 'screaming orgasm' & 'bloody mary' (which quite frankly sounds bloody disgusting) but now i'm learning recipes for 'mojito-lycheeto's' & 'singapore sling's'. (yeah i don't have a fucking clue whats in them either)
 Never the less I am looking forward to a few months time when I am a cocktail master and i can juggle glasses off my face and catch bottles with my chest.

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the only way is up

I got a job interview! woohoo! So if my fluency in bullshit and bum licking will suffice, I should get the job. It's a bar job which is right up my street seeing as I spend most of my free time around alcoholic beverages. So cross all your fingers and toes for me ladies and gents, as this gal needs money.

Talking about fingers and toes, check out these bad boys:


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One of my best friends Fay is a nail art artist and I always get her to do mine! check out some of her work here: http://faymorrow.tumblr.com/post/3367874484 heres just a few of her creations!:



 << my sexy fingers ;]





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I've recently invested into some nail art pens and intend to start practicing some designs of my own. I'll keep you posted with how it turns out!

ciao bellas xoxo

oh yeah, I went there

I'm a girl obsessed:

Check me out, the now master of friendship bracelets!

...Moving on.

So today was another day of job hunting and playing with wool however with the added bonus of going to the cinema this evening with my lovely mother Kimmy. We went on a mother daughter adventure to see the new Pirates of the Caribbean film, which I must say was very good. Better than the last two and on par with the first film although not as funny. But if like me Johnny Depp is who you think about when you're having sex with an ugly person then you should definitely go see it just to see his gorgeous face as Captain Jack.

fuck gold i'm a platinum digger

So it's been some time since I wrote on this poor lonesome blog of mine. To be honest thats because my life has become some what of a bore. I am currently back home with the 'rents and in the process of looking for a summer job so I can afford the party lifestyle I live instead of letting Mr Overdraft pay for it. But like every man, he soon got fed up of me living out of his pocket, leaving me with no choice but to get a job like every other un-spoilt brat on this planet. 

So, I have spent much of my day and evening emailing various companies who probably won't even glance at my CV, in hope that one hopeless soul feels sorry for me and employs me. However considering two months ago I applied for McDonalds and have heard nothing since, my hopes for any form of employment are not particularly high.

Anyway, so as I am currently unemployed and now poor, there is very little for me to do with myself. There is only so much Jeremy Kyle & Loose Women a girl can watch, and so I have taken up a few hobbies. One being reading (which I will blog about another time) and the other making friendship bracelets. Yes i'm well aware it sounds lame and childish, but I have the concentration span of a small child, so playing with coloured wool and making pretty patterns with it is highly entertaining for a simple gal like me.

However, since starting this childish hobby of mine a matter of days ago, I fear It may soon transform into an uncontrollable obsession. And heres why.....

(don't judge me I did warn you I'm a big kid)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1sJt41Fj_g&feature=related

I generally thing this is the coolest thing I have ever seen in my life.

And so to save me from unemployment related boredom, I intend to make a home made version of this square of doom using cardboard, and after some time I will have an army of friendship bracelets to which I will carry and give away freely like an old man with toffees.

...Someone please employ me.

don't be a drag just be a procrastination queen

So, I really should be writing my contextual studies essay...but turning myself into a skeleton  is so much more fun!