Thursday 26 November 2009

This is Me

Who am I besides another Blogger taking up a minute piece of internet-land?
I'm a complex person with hundreds of thoughts running through my head at any time. I'm a handful of opposites.
I love fluffy kittens and flowing skirts.
I like sparkly clothes and colourful jewellery.
I am wildly addicted to Eden, Supernatural, Twilight and sex.
I love hugs and great kissing.
I'm fascinated by the soft skin on a man's hipbone and I'm a slut for great biceps and abs.
I don't always brush my teeth at night and I go through too many batteries in my vibrator.
I can lie with a straight face, as long as they are small lies otherwise I develop a conscience.
I have a weakness for unusual, impractical uncomfortable shoes and I love nice lingeree.
I hate blowdrying my hair but have to every second day when I wash it or else I look like a fluffy tennisball.
I love reading and I hate clubs, smoking and all the terrible noise they call music that comes with it.
I like sexy cleavage tops and peach champagne.
I could eat junk food for dinner if I knew it wouldn't make me fat.

I never judge people if I believe they are being true to themselves- if not I lose all respect for them and once that happens, they seldom win it back.
I love driving fast and listening to my music loud and I always cry in sad movies.
I would donate money to an animal home over people.
I'm very sensitive to other people's moods and feelings and I am an excellent judge of character.
I trust my boyfriends even though I have been cheated on before.
I am extremely picky about who I date and believe chemistry is 50% of a relationship.
I hope that I can make a difference in someone's life, even if it is just a kind word in passing.
I love my parents so much and my biggest fear is losing them. It is an irrational fear as I know I will 1 day, but I dread that day because I am not sure I'll be able to handle it.
I don't respect my brother because of the way he treats my parents- it is disappointing and makes me sad.

I'm a hopeless romantic who dreams of the day I meet soulmate.
I love Feather Boas and anything pink. I get tipsy on alcohol too quickly and I love weddings.
My dream job would be a Wedding Planner.
My best features are my eyes and breasts and I wish I was a Size 10 instead of 12 leaning towards 14.
I'll try most things and have a very adventurous spirit.
I've been lucky with various celebrities, had lunch with them, kissed them, even had a fling with another.
Exciting stories to hang onto when my youth is a distant memory.
Although I voice all my thoughts, I am careful to remain a lady and be mindful of a persons feelings because at the end of the day- if you have your dignity and self respect, you're on the right path.
Wednesday 25 November 2009

More Me, Less Me.


Blogging is very under-rated.
Facebook is your life at a glance. You update your status according to your mood and load photos. It's an easy way to stay in touch with your friends no matter how busy you are. (Trust me I know, I'm addicted to Facebook)
I check it every night in bed before visiting dreamland and if I have a chance I check it while on the loo- it gives me something to do! I'm a Gemini, I have to constantly be busy!

Yet to really make your mark in Cyberspace and in people's lives- blogging is the ideal medium.
I had a blog I updated regularly and found it to be most therapeutic.
I'm a passionate person and I am impulsive. I feel things deeply- good and bad- and I used to write about it all.
The problem I had with this is that my friends would take some of the things I said too seriously. Eg: dip me in tar and burn me alive because I hate my job so much- is not meant to be taken literally!
Also I think about sex a lot and these thoughts get bottled up- sometimes I need to vent and get it off my chest. Again when I say: give me no strings attached sex with 10 guys tonight- I don't mean it literally. (2 men would suffice thanks!) ;-)

I enjoyed their comments and advice- but I'm hoping in time the big world of Bloggers out there will offer their words of wisdom.

So in essence, this blog will be more me (100% honest) and less me because I'll be freely anonymous.
Monday 23 November 2009

bachelorette parties


Was my friends Bachelorette party- all went out on Saturday night.
Was some lovely talent, but the man that took my breathe away... Rob.
I'm in love and don't have a chance- it was his bachelor party.
He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome, was extremely well mannered and what a decent guy!
I offered to marry him...

I'm sitting in a situation with Scuba where he is acting a bit odd.
I'm taking his advice and opening up more (this doesn't just happen overnight) and he seems to be acting strange- think the Episode must have freaked him out- but I'm getting tired of being called moody and difficult.

Pot-Kettle!
Sunday 22 November 2009

the Morning After...



Scuba met my friends on Friday- went really well!

He and I had a long heart to heart and he raised some important issues I have:
1. I find it difficult to open up and let people in
2. I don't speak about my feelings much.

Ironically I want Scuba to open up to me more so that I can open up to him and he is doing the same thing!
We have a bit of stale-mate at the moment.

We have awesome sex to diffuse the tension - only to discover that the condom broke!
Not a small hole- a gaping tear the size of Julius Malema's mouth- greeted with much the same reaction.

After frantically calculating, I discovered I was on Day 14- ovulation.
Fan-fucking-tastic...

I went off the pill after "The Breakup"
Would you wear shoes if you didn't have feet?

Seeing as I have my "feet" again, I really have to start taking it again.

I have heard stories of condoms breaking etc, just didn't think it would happen to me!
They perform strict tests, blow them up as big as balloons... How does this happen?
Wet 'n Wild? More like Wet 'n Weak!

Promptly went to get the morning after pill... Still a bit nervous. Will be waiting with baited breathe for "The Red Tide of Doom" as Scuba calls it.

Wetsuit and flippers- check.

Waiting for the Tide...