Some over due observations...
Current mood: satisfied
Category: Life
A long time I know....
I guess I didn't really have alot to write about... I have, however had alot to think about... I've done some more growing up in the last 3 months...so now instead of acting like a 17 year old I act like an 18 yr old...
But seriously I guess there are times when we realize that even without being totally aware of it; we go through some sort of revelation and almost like falling in a small puddle of quicksand drowning at such a rapid pace...you wake up one day after a bunch of bullshit/drama and your regular everyday nonsense and you're in a newer stage...
So... to be somewhat brief...
I realized who my true friends are... the ones that think the same way as you do...don't talk about you behind your back...and the ones that you have a mutual respect with... I think as we get older we are quick to realize what we want...who we want...both in friendships and relationships... and we are more aware of how quickly time goes...and to be blunt - wasting time is clearly not an option... And because we have that choice to depart certain relationships and activities because they have become quite dry...we do.
I realized that I am so completely over someone that once was my world... Granted it took the better part of a year and a half to do so (with the help of certain friends and my family listening to me and letting me cry on their shoulder)...but ever since by sheer randomness I saw his facebook page sitting there in the picture with his girlfriend that somewhat resembles a chipmunk addicted to crack (hey if she was good looking I'd give him props - but she's not...clearly I'm the hottest girl he ever dated...) I was able to just stare at his picture and not only NOT know who the hell he is...but also was so relieved to not be with him anymore...I deserve so much more than what he ever did for me...so in a nutshell...I guess I was ready to face that demon that sat in the back of my head...always curious about where he is and what he's doing...and what I would feel towards him if faced with him...and guess what...I couldn't give a fuck... and ever since I saw that...I'm happier than I've been in a LONG while...
To piggy back on both of those realizations a little...I came to the conclusion that I don't deal well with bullshit and having a clear picture in my somewhat sick mind of who I want to be with and where I want to be in 5 years has been interesting... I know who I am now...I don't think I ask for alot...and I'm not one of those pretentious bitches that only think about money and what Gucci/Prada/Coach things they can squeeze out of their guy...I never really thought people like that existed until a little while ago...gross. Whatever...it happens when it happens...but until then... I sure as hell won't settle... I'm much too good for that...
Currently
listening
:
The Reminder
By
Feist
Release date: 01 May, 2007
I ate too many bananas...
Current mood: determined
Category: Life
Well I didn't really.. I had 1. I love bananas. No really...the fruit. I do.
This really has absolutely nothing to do with bananas...but..whatever...but did you know that: Bananas are a valuable source of Vitamin A, Vitamin B6, Vitamin C and potassium???
So normally if I hold Jasmin for long periods of time she gets antsy and angry with me and eventually bite me... but I discovered that if I am singing while holding her she stays calm. I wonder if it's because she likes my singing, or the vibrations that go through my body (Ohh that sounds dirty) as I belt out a tune....or maybe...she just feels sorry for me. HAHA...
I'm debating of I should go to the Canadian Idol audition. I've always wanted to go...and it just so happens I'm off that weekend. Hmm. The only thing is I get really nervous if I have to sing on the spot...with the exception of karaoke...because eventhough I get a little nervous before I go up..when I'm up there I want it to be the Natasha Variety Hour...and I want to sing every song in the damn book...
Oh yah...and I live on this street:
And I almost forgot... Last Friday was my MySpaceAvversary... So thanks for sticking with me and reading my crap.
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Currently
listening
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Under the Iron Sea
By
Keane
Release date: 20 June, 2006
Apparantly...8pm is a good time to DO IT.
Current mood: sleepy
I have a migraine. Someone feed me advil. I have had a headache for 3 days. Is that bad? It's probably stress. Stress and lack of anything normal to say is why I haven't written anything lately...
The other night I was sitting here... at my computer... listening to some tunes... singing along with those tunes..doing some work... and I hear my neighbours going at it...hearing their very predictable moans and groans...that last for approx 3 minutes... the same shit everytime they decide to bang... only this time I didn't stay quiet... I very loudly yelled.. "Shut the fuck up...you're fucking gross" and proceeded to turn up some Bjork. But the simple fact that I kept turning down the tunes to see if they were still doing it... I guess makes me a perv in a sick way... nO? So..It's now after 8...and yet again they've done it.
Like...who does IT so early...?
Well... fine..If I was married and I could do IT whenever I wanted to..I'd be doing it at 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 and then I would fall asleep...but still...they always pick 8pm...maybe it's their "Slammin' Time". Ew.
"Hey baby...let's slam.." UGH.
Next time they decide to make me want to barf...I'm going to put on some porn (not that I have any on my computer...umm..) and turn it up really loudly so they think I'm competing with them...damn pigs. Why can't they do it on the couch so I can't hear them? What's wrong with the couch...? My couch is fun... Unless they have a king size bed...which makes for a great playground...NOT that I would know...I'm just assuming... hmm...
On a different note... I have decided to not drink coffee anymore...or anything that has caffeine... only because I think it's aging me. So I was going to buy de-caf coffee so I can drink it at home...but what's the point of having coffee if there's no caffeine in it? What am I going to do to wake up now?
Currently
reading
:
The Secret
By
Rhonda Byrne
Release date: 28 November, 2006
When peanut butter is your only option....
Current mood: cranky
Peanut butter does NOT satisfy a craving for chocolate.
I NEED chocolate. These are the times when I want someone to say "babe...I'll bring you chocolate cake AND a hot water bottle..." And then we can lay on the couch together as I place the heated rubber bottle on my tum tum.
It's a full moon tomorrow...and that doesn't help the intensity of my mood either...so the combo of cramps/needing chocolate/action/a full moon and my retard-ed-ness is a full on pain in my ass.
I thought I lost $20...I looked everywhere.... I thought I was going insane....throwing everything in my purse on the floor... taking apart my wallet...rumaging through my makeup bag crying (literally) in desperation of finding this missing $20 bill... Where was it? Oh yah...I spent it... on what? On friggin green tea oil shit x2 because I burn it like it's going out of style... That's where my money went. How the frigg did I seem to forget? Horomones. It's their fault. Feckers.
I'm a misery in disguise today. I put on a happy face but meanwhile I want to scream inside... I loathe that feeling...it's quite a frustrating emotion... You want people to be in your body as you are feeling it...so that they too can see where you are coming from when you perhaps slightly snap on them a little.
The sound of the little snow scraper machine dude outside is currently annoying...and if I wasn't undressed right now...I would go and smack him..well not really...but I can drop kick him in my mind...(it's 8:23pm...and I'm ready for my tea and then bed...like a grandma)... (My dream bed...I LOVEEEEEEEEE LOVE LOVE canopy beds... someone buy me one.)
I almost shed a tear on the bus on my way home because some man got on the bus...he couldn't walk properly and he was talking to himself a little... It breaks my heart to see that...and I'm a loser..so I'll shut up about that now.
I was thinking...in the weird and dimented head that I proudly call my own...that you never know when someone is telling the truth...especially on the internet... for example... -Boy meets girl on some website -Girl and boy start talking on msn/yahoo whatever... -Boy tells girl he is a pilot... -Girl tells boy she is a lawyer..
But really..
The only way that dude is a pilot is when he plays his flight simulator games in the privacy of his home wearing his sweats...and she is a lawyer when she plays The Sims. I could say I've been on American Idol...because I played the karaoke game. The list could go on...but I'm too cranky to continue.. Excuse me while I go cry myself to sleep.
Currently
listening
:
FutureSex / LoveSounds
By
Justin Timberlake
Release date: 12 September, 2006
For lack of anything better to do...
Current mood: tired
I'm tired. I just got rid of an ear/throat infection. My antibiotics taste like I'm chewing aluminium foil...and I am not impressed... SO... here's my lame-o contribution to the blog world for this past week...lol...
41 Things You Never Think to Ask ...
1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? No...but I would be ok with it if they're cute.
2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters? I LOVE rollercoasters..... I prefer to scream my head off louder than the numnuts around me...just because I am an attention whore.
3. When's the last time you've been sledding? Does sliding on my ass on the ice count?
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? With someone else... *sigh*
5. Do you believe in ghosts? Absolutely.
6. Do you consider yourself creative? I do. I'm a creative umm...nevermind I can't think of anything smart ass to say.
7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife? Yahh man.
8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie? Jennifer ALL the way. Angelina looks like a fish.
9. Do you stay friends with your ex's? FECK NO!
10. Do you know how to play poker? Umm no, I think I'm the only one that doesn't know how to play.
11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? Yes.... and then I fell asleep on the bus on the way to college...good times...ugh.
12. What's your favorite commercial? The Tim Hortons one that made me ball months ago...
13. What are you allergic to? PENIS-illyn. Fine..penicyllin. How the feck do you spell that...penicillin? Penycylin? Whatever.
14. If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around do you run red lights? Yeh...I drive in my sleep. No really I do. I think it's a sign that I need to learn how to drive...
15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? Yep. Not even my cats know.
16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees? Like I care.
17. Have you ever been ice skating? Yeh...twice...and my feet hurt like a bitch.
18. How often do you remember your dreams? All the time... I love it... unless it involves heart ache bullshit...and I'd rather forget.
19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? Last night on the phone with Laura..when she was telling me about the bug that sucked her eyeball...
20. Can you name 5 songs by The Beatles? Hey Jude Let it be There's a place Paperback Writer Ticket to ride
21. What's the one thing on your mind now? Take a WILD guess.
22. Do you believe in love at first sight? Been there done that. Blow me.
23. Do you know who Ghetto-ass barbie is? Yep. We tight.
24. Do you always wear your seat belt? Yes I like being strapped to anything. HAHAA...
25 what cell service do you use? Fido. Cuz I like dogs. um.
26. Do you like Sushi? I prefer California rolls.
27. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident? No...
28. What do you wear to bed? A smile.
29. Been caught stealing? Yeh stealing hearts... (LAME i know...)
30. what shoe size do you have? 7.5 - 8 ..like you care.
31. Do you truly hate anyone? I truly...strongly dislike ohhhhhh about 3 people...but I wouldn't say hate...
32. Classic Rock or Rap? If I had only the 2 choices...def Classic rock...rap ew.
33. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be? PATRICK DEMPSEY.
And please be so kind and sign my guestbook.
Currently
listening
:
Melankton
By
Kate Havnevik
Release date: 17 October, 2006
Sometimes...you can only blame yourself...
Current mood: lethargic
Category: Life
Frustration...it's a weird feeling... it makes you tense...anxious...annoyed. The worst part though....is when the only person you can blame for those emotions is you. It's kind of funny in a way really...
The one thing that annoys me about living on my own is that when something isn't done...I have no one to blame but myself... I can't yell at anyone for not washing the glass in the sink... "Frigg...who the hell left the fridge open??" Oh yah..it was me... "Why the feck am I out of milk?" Oh yeh..cuz I drank the rest of it... The one thing I do...all the time..for some stupid reason..is when I vacumn my living room...I have to unplug either my toaster or my kettle in order to plug in my dirt sucker...so...after all is said and done..it could be hours later or even the next day...I'll put on the kettle and wonder why the feck it isn't working.... Fer fecks sake... So I may be a little cross with myself...beat myself up a little...and then I'll get over it...
The other feeling I find interesting is relief. You can anticipate something so much....and perhaps deep down you may wish for it to not happen...and when it doesn't happen..the sense of pure relief comes over you...but at the same time perhaps a little bit of dissapointment too?
And...because I am the D.Q. (no...not Dairy Queen...I'm not into milking cows...) The Drama Queen... I will give you my feelings on text messages...just because... It took me a while to get "into" the text messaging thing... mostly because when I was a girl who once believed in love and all that bullshit etc...I was a phone person... I would blab and blab... and then..after some time passed when I became the bitter (but happy) biatch that I now am I discovered I didn't want to talk on the phone anymore... I still talk to a few friends on the phone because I want to...but there is no comparison to the amount of time I once used to spend...(holy shit that took me long enough to get out..).. SO...I actually really loathe text messaging... It annoys me so much... In fact I sometimes think it's a cop out...it's an excuse to not actually call the person... however there are some instances that it can in fact be a useful tool...like if it's too late to call someone...or you're on the bus (I hate having and hearing personal convo's on public transportation...no one needs to know it's that time of the month...)..
So...text messaging...I hate it...but yet I do it.
I'm a hypocrite.
Oh yeh...and HOW much do i love Patrick Dempsey????? Seriously though.........OMG. I swear I had sex with him in my dream last night.
Currently
listening
:
FutureSex / LoveSounds
By
Justin Timberlake
Release date: 12 September, 2006
I can't believe I admit the things I do.
Current mood: hot
Category: Life
I have a fever. No, really I do. I feel like poo. Someone make me soup.
Really and truly..being a "happily" single chick on Valentine's Day still sucks. The only good thing to come of V-Day are cheap fattening Cinnamon Hearts that burn the shit out of your mouth and make your eyes water... I love those things. I love the burning sensation it gives my mouth. And it does wonders to clear your sinuses.
So...today I bought myself V-day gifts...because frigg no one else thinks I'm as cute as I do...*sigh* lol... Guess what I bought??? No...not a new "toy"... I bought makeup...to add to the obscene amount I have... Because it's like crack to me...and it makes me giddy.
There comes a time in your life when you realize that there is no turning back the clock... You see signs of aging and you automatically want to slit your wrists so you don't have to see yourself develop into some wrinkly prune... I think that time came for me about a year ago whilst looking at myself in the mirror (as usual) I noticed silver strands poking out of my head at my temple... 5 of them. So..I pulled them out. And the bitches grew back. They say you get grey hair on your temple from stress...well go figure...I was pretty stressed out... Those hairs have names... I named them after fights I had with my ex... let's see there's "LIES" there's "I effin hate him"...and others... I swear he caused them. I better not grow anymore.
My pals and I were discussing the topic of horniness (how the hell do you spell that?) today. In case you haven't noticed this about me... I'm basically a horndog...It cannot be helped...and I openly admit it. Whatever..it's not a crime... So apparantly when you reach 30 (for a female) it's our prime...and that rhymes. (I'm going to be a rapper..ha) Frigg...all I can say is...I'd better be in a relationship at that point so I can have it all day. Which leads me to my next topic...
Why is it so damn hard to be single and still have a good time??? Why..oh why...is it so damn difficult to have "fun" with no strings attached on a regular basis...??? WHY...do I not have men beating down my door? Frigg. How mant times can I say frigg? It's more pleasant than saying FECK. However...I have to stop swearing like a sailor... otherwise the only dudes I'm gonna meet are sailors. WTF does that mean? Wow cold and flu drugs make me retarted. i haven't been drinking I swear.
But all in all.... eventhough today was V-Day...an over-rated Hallmark shitty holiday...and all of us single folk feel like bashing our heads against brick walls... I actually felt ok emotionally... I think that sometimes we feel as though we have to be miserable - because it's expected of us... 'Oh you're single on Valentine's Day...that must suck..' But really... there's no point in being sad, or cranky because you're single...being sad and cranky because you're not getting any...now that's a different story... Another time..another blog. haha...
Currently
listening
:
Begin to Hope
By
Regina Spektor
Release date: 13 June, 2006
Anyways..I was thinking to myself..as I often do. (At least this time I wasn't talking outloud to myself.)... that weird things happen....YOU may not think they are weird...but I do.
Things like.... When I'm at home...I tend to walk around barefoot...as much as I like slippers, sometimes they get on my nerves...and seeing as though I am very prone to falling... I have been known to trip in my slippers...so to make things easier - I just don't wear them. However...it has been SO bloody cold in my apartment the last couple of weeks so I have been wearing socks all the time to keep my tootsies warm...and also in my bed.
Here's what I don't get...I'll go to sleep with socks on...but when I wake up in the morning...the socks have magically dissapeared off of my feet and into the depths of my duvet. I don't remember taking them off... Clearly there must be a sock stealer in my bed that doesn't agree with the fashion faux pas I commit when I wear socks to sleep. Or maybe I'm just a little fecked up. It's possible.
Here's the other thing... I cannot fall asleep soundly if my duvet is not on my bed properly... (it's the OCD)...and what drives me absolutely bananas is when the duvet has mushed itself all to one side of the duvet cover. I CAN'T STAND IT... so even if I'm really exhausted I'll stand there shoving the duvet back in it's right place... bloody hell. I need a team of people to watch the duvet as I sleep to fix it for me.
Yeh...I'm screwed up.
See...I even take pictures of my cats when they stick their tongue out.
Currently
listening
:
Faith
By
George Michael
Release date: 25 October, 1990
There are tools out there that make it very easy for some weirdo to stalk others. By weirdo I mean - me. Well not that I'm really a stalker by trade or anything. However...I would make an excellent detective. Natty B FBI. No..I don't like the way that sounds.
It's actually quite scary when you think of all the ways that someone can find out all about you... where you live...your digits...your whereabouts.... it's almost like an invasion of privacy.
All you really need is the person's last name and you're good to go. Hence..why not too many people know my last name. I don't want my regular stalkers to know where I live. I tell the stalkers I actually like where I live...and maybe even cut them a set of keys..and ask them to pick up whipped cream and handcuffs on the way. No biggie. In fact it's quite the norm with me. Oh how I love being a sarcastic douchebag. Ha.
So..there's that facebook site. Which I'm not quite "into" yet...eventhough so many that I know are addicted to it. There are things I don't like about it... and if you have a facebook account you will know what I mean... For example...if you write a message on someone's "wall" everyone that is on your friends list sees that "Natasha posted a message on Fuckface's wall" ...Who cares? honestly. Do you really care if I added so and so as a friend? No. They might as well start adding things like: "Natasha went pee at 5:45am"... So...see how this sort of thing could be great if you're wanting a career in stalking? Here's my facebook page incase you want to add me...and of course know what I ate for din dins...
So..if needed I could be an excellent stalker... 411.ca what an excellent source of information... My fave link being "reverse lookup". Fantastic. I love it. As soon as I see a number I don't recognize...I click on over to 411.ca and reverse the numerooo... It's interesting. Maybe I should find better things to do with my time than play Fake Detective.
Things like looking at what people you don't know have bought on ebay can be quite fun. All you have to do is click on their rating thingy and see what they have purcahsed in the past. Oh gawd...I hope no one looks at mine. Maybe I'm the only weirdo that does that. Somehow I doubt it.
Sometimes the truth hurts...and sometimes...you just don't give a f$@k!
Current mood: sleepy
Category: Life
It's weird. When you think about the way the mind works. I was having a conversation with my friend last night and it made me think a little...
We can easily get ourself so worked up about nothing really. Things that are silly and insignificant...that in the end don't mean anything.
And on the other hand we let things that could potentially be very upsetting just roll off us like water off a non stick frying pan..(you thought I was gonna say ducks back! Ha)..
I can remember a time when I would get upset if I liked someone and they in turn weren't "that into me"... I would sit and mope and weep because I felt so stupid for making an ass out of myself...being so vulnerable and young and immature...and wearing that blood pumping unit we need to survive on my sleeve...
The books that are out there that tell it like it is like...here are 2 of my faves for example...
When reading books like these, although funny and entertaining that they are....they give you that bottomless pit feeling in the depths of your bowels...because as you are reading you realize that everything being said is true... You realize that schmuck 1 and schmuck 2,3,4,5,6,7,8..... didn't call....because they don't like you... maybe you wore too much makeup...or they didn't like the flavour of gum you chew... or the fact that you may be considered weird because you put fries in your sandwich. Whatever the case may be..it's still a blow to your ego. It still makes you feel like you weren't good enough... eventhough you know you deserve better.
It's one of those situations where even if you could be the prettiest girl/guy in the world there will always be people that don't think you are.... I guess that is why we are all different and whoever I may find attractive someone beside me may not.
So...my conclusion is that I really don't give a flying rats ass whether or not someone is "into me" or not... But...it may sting a little that someone doesn't like you..wanna talk to you etc...but really...in the grand finale of it all....who cares? I don't really know what my point was.
I had a blonde moment. But I think you know what I was getting at.
I'm tired...and I have to paint my nails.
Currently
listening
:
Plans
By
Death Cab for Cutie
Release date: 30 August, 2005
The V-Day Boycott Begins...
Current mood: cold
Category: Life
Firstly..I'm not sure if I have mentioned this before... I am a flyer whore. I absolutely LOVE flyers. If it was normal to take them to bed with me I would...THAT is how much I love them. My fave are drugstore ones...although I will often have a gander in the grocery store ones too... Just to see what new and exciting.
It's not because I am a poor bachelorette that I NEED to see what's on sale... It's mostly because I like to see what's available and buy it and a) Never use it...but it looks nice in my bathroom...or b) Use it for a week and chuck it away... I'll even look online to check out the flyers... Now..how much of a hurting unit am I?
However...lately in all the flyers...it's all about friggin Valentine's Day... I LOATHE V-Day... (only since I've been single - but still) I hate hate hate hate it. It makes me want to have an anxiety attack. I want to bury myself under my duvet for the whole day leaving only for the bare necessities like bathroom and water...and wake up as fresh as a daisy on Feb 15th praying that next year I don't hate it as much.
I'm not that bad though really... I do know of some people that are on Suicide Watch for wanting slit their wrists at the thought of V-Day... I'm actually working that day... Maybe it's better though to go out and see all the men at 6pm carrying flowers and Godiva bags looking as pissed off as I do...
It's all about giving on that day..spend spend spend... Flowers...fattening stuff and jewels.. racking up that mastercard... Give me a break. It's just another excuse to spend money... And although it may be fun for some (all the people in love and make me want to barf...jk) there shouldn't be specific days that you can give... Whatever. Aren't there more exciting things to give and to do other than what I mentioned above and going to the movies and dinner? How about I dunno...something like going to IKEA.. or...bunjee jumping? As you can tell I love V-Day as much as I love New Years Eve.
This year I will be buying a special someone a gift... The person that deserves it the most, someone that is always there for me and knows how to do makeup really bloody well......and that I love the most...MOI. haha. It's not like I don't buy myself stuff throughout the year or anything...but atleast now I have an excuse...
"Umm Natasha did you really need that new (insert vibe of choice___ here)?" "YES I DID BECAUSE I'M TOO UGLY FOR ANYONE TO WANT" hahahaa...jk
I've somehow over the last year managed to master the art of tuning people out though. Which, I am very proud of myself for doing... For e.g. when my friends start talking about things like "Ohh maaa gawd....I SO don't know what I'm getting ___ for Valentine's Day..." and "I'm SOOOO happy...I want to give him the world.." or "I can't wait til ____ and I get married so that we can..." I tune out and after puking a little on the floor I smile and nod and think of more interesting and important things like 'Will there be cat poo on my floor when I get home tonight?'
And just because I am a lovely, pleasant girl...I have some tips for you of things to NOT get that special someone in your life...
1- Cash Ummm...just don't do it...unless they ask for it...and still don't.. 2- Drugstore/Gas Station gifts Like cheap teddy bears or cheap flowers (that have been sitting there for weeks)...It looks cheap...even if you have no money...get something else... 3- Condoms This can include flavoured ones... You should be buying condoms anyway. Unless you want a baby. 4- Self-help books Umm yeh... nothing says I love you more than a book entitled: "Self Esteem 101" 5- Extremely Useful Things Like...dustbusters, humidifiers...vacumn bags and blenders..you get my point. 6- Coupons I'm not talking coupons for food....I'm talking those "Free Massage with this coupon - offer expires TONIGHT" or other shitty free gifts... Ugh CHEEEEESE. 7- Anything to do with personal items Like...nose hair trimmers, hair removal wax, pantyliners, pepto bismol... just not cool. 8- Items that are really for you You wanted that new Playstation so you bought it for your baby...meanwhile all you do is play on it that night...how sweet. 9-Cheap Ugly Jewels The kind you find at the dollar store...or anything with unnatractive heart designs...ew. 10- Lingerie Ok fine..if it's classy lingerie that can be nice... but if it's Edible undies...or Crotchless panties...gross.
Now I'm not gonna lie... I'd be happy to get any of those.. HAHA I'm SO kidding.
I vow...that if I am ever looking forward to Valentine's Day ever again..I will never throw how happy I am in the faces of those who hate it..because it's mean and it makes people hate you. lol...
So... Happy Pre-Ifuckinghate Valentine's Day to all of you who detest it as much as I do...and to those of you all happy and shit.. I'm happy for you. lol...
Currently
listening
:
Ex-Girlfriends
By
Low Millions
Release date: 05 October, 2004
I'm not sure where this blog is going to go... I really have nothing in particular to write about currently...so I'll just babble and bore..and see where this leads me... I'll wing it... kind of like the way I do most things in my life.
So...let's see...what's going on in my head...well..to start off with...
Do you think that it is true that when you get older you become pickier? My opinion lays somewhere in the middle perhaps. I always thought that when you are younger you are extremely picky because you feel you have all the time in the world to play with...and therefore as you age you become more susceptible to being a person that shows signs of desperation and flocks to whoever ...whenever? Not only in the subject of a partner..in other things as well... mostly being happiness as a whole.
Or is it really the other way around.... When you're young and immature..you'll do any Tom, Dick or Harry...because you want to experience life...and think that at that moment in time that is the very best that you can do... And as you get older you meet members of the opposite sex and they can say or do the smallest..most insignificant thing and you are totally turned off of them forever.... Is there such a thing as being too picky? In my opinion..no. I see people all the time...I put myself in their shoes and wonder what it's like to be in a relationship with that person..and think to myself "I'd rather be single than put up with shit..."..or that I'm way too good for someone. Does that make me a mean person? Perhaps not mean...perhaps a bitch? I often wonder if I am destined to stay single forever...if I will be one of those uber bitchy bitter women...
Right now though...I am SO completely content where I am. I am happy being single...being independant and keeping myself busy. I don't have time to babysit someone right now. Do you think it's possible that even if I do meet someone that doesn't annoy the crap out of me that I will even want to settle down? Who knows.
Hmm what other garbage do I have to share??? Let's seeeeee...
Oh yah...here's a hypothetical situation.....
There's a male/female that you see on a regular basis..either at work..at a meeting that you attend often. You have come to know this person fairly well over the last year or so. They are friendly, kind and thoughtful and genuinly you know that they look out for your best interests. However...this person is also....about 35 years older than you and basically could be your mother or father... and YET... whenever you are greeted by this person they insist on kissing you on the lips (not the big ol' tongue action...just a wee peck..)
WHAT would you do....????? Keep in mind that this makes you feel so uncomfortable...but it is not meant in a sexual way...
Currently
listening
:
Garden State
By
Various Artists
Release date: 10 August, 2004
I'm a geek...but you still love me right?
Current mood: dorky
So the other day I fell for the stupid hoax that makes you delete a ton of people... So I being the gullable one...deleted 156 people. Super. Remind me not to believe everything I read. So yeh...
I know how much you love my surveys hahaha and this one I stole from Tim.
61 Odd Questions. Be truthful.
1.) Do you talk in your sleep? Not lately...but I snore like it's going out of style.
2.) Red Jello or Blue Jello? Umm. I've never really thought about it. I prefer jello wrestling.
3.) Whats the song that's getting on your nerves right now? I dunno. Anything with loud screaming I guess.
4.) What's your favorite color? Pooorple.
5.) Window seat or aisle seat? Window...for sleeping...however...the aisle seat is good when you need to tinkle.
6.) Ever met anyone famous? A few people...my fave being Edwin I had to bring out this picture again...hahaa...
7.) Do you feel that you've had a truly successful life? Well... I would like to think so thus far.
8.) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? I prefer to eat it with my fingers. I'm a good date. HAHAA...jk. I twirl it.
9.) Dr. Phil or Oprah Winfrey? Umm.... Dr.Phil..I watch him sometimes...however everything that he says is pretty much common sense. Oprah annoys me.
10.) Basketball or Football? Ew neither.
11.) How long do your showers last? 30 minutes.
12.) Do you know how to drive a stick? C'mon...do you REALLY want me to answer that???
13.) Do you want any piercings? I have quite a few now...however, I am debating on 1 more. hmm.
14.) Are you self-conscious? When it comes to certain things yes.
15.) Have you ever given money to a bum? I have. I give everyone money.
16.) Can you jog 5k without stopping? Umm yeh I jog to work all the time. Umm not.
17.) Where do you wish you were? In a hammock with some handsome stud on the shores of Hawaii.
18.) Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? No, and I never want to.
19.) Can you tango? It takes 2 to tango.
21.) Last gift you received? My Christmas pressies.
22.) Last sport you played? Tonsil hockey.
23.) Things you spend a lot of money on? My home...
24.) Last gift you gave? Again....Christmas pressies.
26.) Favorite FAST food restaurant? They all give me gut rot...but I'll settle for Harvey's.
28.) Can you sing? Apparantly I can. ... who's coming to karaoke???
29.) Last person you called? My mum.
30.) What's your least favorite chore? Cleaning the bathroom.
31.) Favorite Drink? Green tea iced tea...and water...
32.) Do you eat fish? On occasion....
34.) Do you miss someone? A few people.
35.) Have you ever come close to dying? I don't think so..
36.) Are you drinking? Drinking? Umm yes. All kinds... Baileys..Godet...whatever you want..I got it... seeing as though I'm allergic..um.
37.) Are you eating? I had some Bits&Bites.
38.) Do you eat the stems of broccoli? I prefer the top..but I'll eat the bottom too.hehehehehe...
39.) Do you wear makeup? Who ME????? No.. all natural baby. HAHAHAA...
40.) Whats your worst fear? Getting old..and being alone...*sigh*
41.) Would you ever have plastic surgery? I'll say no for right now...but if they have some non-painful procedure when I'm 45 to lift my eyelids...I'll do it.
42.) What do you wear to bed? I'd like to say nothing but socks...but it's too cold.
43.) Have you ever done anything illegal? Umm.. I'm an angel remember?
44.) Are you a good kisser? Yes...and my pillow thinks so too.
45.) What kind of sneakers do you usually wear? Geee I hate that word. "sneakers" so dumb.
47.) Current annoyance? Everything..due to PMS.
48.) Do you watch pokemon or dragonball z? Umm...unless Patrick Dempsey starts appearing somehow in it...NO!
49.) Do you snore? Yes like a champ.
50.) If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? Iceland...
52.) Do you sleep with stuffed animals? They come off my bed at night..and then the hairy ones join me.
53.) If you won the lottery what would you do first? Hmm. umm. Laugh, cry...laugh...puke...give to the humane society..go on vacation...and buy a house.
54.) Gold or silver? silver and white gold.
55.) Hamburger or hot dog? No comment.
56.) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? I think that would be gross. But if I could eat it and not gain weight ever...it would be...
57.) You prefer City, beach, country? Country....
58.) What was the last thing you touched? My mouse....and myself lol....
59.) Where did you eat last? I ate....on the floor in front of the tv...
60.) When was the last time you cried? Thursday night...Grey's Anatomy...The George speech.....
61.) Do you read blogs? My own..hahaha jk...I do..I read lots.
Currently
listening
:
Alright, Still
By
Lily Allen
Release date: 01 August, 2006
I dropped my cheese in the sink...
Current mood: crazy
Category: Life
If you are lactose intollerant...I apologize.
Now...although sometimes I am witty and silly... The title of my blog does not have any underlying meaning. Sad that it is... I really did drop my cheese in the sink.
Ya see, I normally will eat cheese that is already sliced. My mum gets it from the deli. I do not do this. Mainly because I feel silly speaking in Russian to the ladies behind the counter. Fearing that I will say something that may in fact resemble sounds of stupidity. AND...the other thing is that I never know how much to ask for. I don't get the whole killogram shmillogram thing. If I ordered something I'd probably get enough to feed a small country. I am indeed a knob.
So..back to the cheese.
I actually did have a block of mozzerella cheese in my fridge..bought in times of desperation when I wanted cheese. I took it out to cut some slices to put on my toast. The remainder of the cheese fell in the sink. Now...keep in mind that I am the queen of OCD. And even though the "cheese falling" kept within the 3 second rule...I still yelped out a little "FOR F!*KS SAKE!" and proceeded to throw it in the garbage. What a waste. My sink is extremely clean...however...umm no.
And that my lovelies...is my tale for the day. Please don't unsubscribe...lol...I'm just having weird moments. Ah hem. And umm. It ain't easy being cheesy. HA.
Tell me this pic doesn't look good... This makes me want to pour it on someone and lick it off.
Mmmmm cheese and chocolate. But not together. Ew.
Currently
listening
:
Studio 1
By
All Saints
Release date: 16 November, 2006