Just a

quick little post to make up for my neglect a leetle bit.
Last week was ridiculously hectic, this week has been annoying, and before that was drama central. Since I last posted I have: gained a job, lost a job, gotten close to gaining a newer job, bought an insane amount of things that I neither need or can afford, made new friends (including but not limited to, the beautiful simon posted below), got back in contact with old friends, rediscovered my love for diet pepsi and watched the Godfather part 1. Again (L) 

I brought new glasses that came this week, which i'm in love with a little bit! They are just one of many things i've brought on ebay lately. I'm slightly obsessed with ebay. An bidding wars. There is nothing better for passing time than random little bidding wars, they're pure fun.

 I also brought this beautiful creature, who is known as Simon.Simon got threatened by my sister in law when I held her purse hostage in asda, but he survived. Simons a survivor like that. Simon is also a penguin by night and a phone case by day. Or something like that. He's also a ninja!  :)

I can think of nothing else to say. Mostly 'cause i'm boring, partly cause i'm too busy singing to pay attention to my thought process, oops. Music is winning more than ebay, though. Music is amazeballs <3
This week I am going to: make a conscious effort to post more often, stop drinking so much diet pepsi, do something with my life. Probably. 

This week i've been,

a neglectful little person. My poor blog but feel extremely unloved, and possibly a little bit lonely.

Truth is, I've had a crazy random week filled with drama, and trying not to die at the hands of my biggest loser ultimate workout. Not that the kinect has hands, it does have a creepy sensor that follows me, though. The first time I noticed it I felt slightly uncomfortable. Technology could well have the capacity to take over the world one day, and if it can do that, who's to say it can't watch me through a well placed sensor? Creepington. 

However, if you enjoy sweating and feeling near death, go pick up the biggest loser UW, I guarentee you'll have trouble breathing by the time you've finished a work out. Unless you're super fit, but if you are you're probably off jogging or climbing mountains or something, not reading a blog on t'internet. But if you're taking a break from all that exercise malarkey, hi super fit people, i'm jealous of your super fitness! 

One day I will learn to stay on topic, and that will be a good day. Or a boring one, depends what the topic is, I suppose. 

Anywho, this week hasn't been filled with muchly worth sharing. I do have new hair, though. Well, i've dyed it darker, not magically grown a whole new head of hair. Although that would be awesome, I could do with a few more inches on my hair, short hair does not suit me. Thank you whoever developed and first sold hair extensions, you've made my head and my ego very happy. 

I also did something I haven't done for many years in the past week. I brought jogging bottoms! Not to jog in, because that's for awesome people, and i'm no Barney from How I met your mother (I'm not blonde or cool enough, le sob) I brought them because they're dotty. And I like dotty things, and comfortable things. They are both, and that is awesomeee :) 

I have absolutely nothing else to say, partly because my life is boring, and partly because if I carry on, i'll have to change this blog name to "Morning ramblings of a crazy person", and that would involve effort. And it probably already exists somewhere.

'Til next time, lovely interwebbers (aka the people I talk into reading, and the few random people who probably sit and mock my idiocy)

Au revoirr :) 

xo

I think

I may be dying. Well, I'm not, but I do feel like a zombie. I've had a lovely morning so far. I woke up at half 6 in sheer panic mode, as the realisation that I didn't turn my alarm on last night hit, and I was convinced it was far later than it was. Once realising it was in fact so early that the sun itself had barely made an appearance, I attempted to go back to sleep. But where's the fun in that, eh? 

So instead, I shall spend the day living off roughly 4 hours of sleep, and probably try not to doze off in the middle of something important, but we'll see how that goes later. 

I've had a relatively boring week, as per always. I brought two of the prettiest scarves i've ever seen, got the best bargain shoes ever, and decided that covering my face in too much make up is boring. Note: The little shops by Birmingham Markets? Awesome for a good little bargain. My scarves are currently my babies. 

I am also now in posession of Mortal Kombat. I'd heard about it, and i'd been meaning to give it a go for a while, then I did at my best friends house, et voilla. It is amazing, or in my humble opinion t'is, anyway. I am determined to learn at least one finish move, so I can rule at it, but i'm having a little bit too much trouble. Who knew trying to hold down like, 7 keys at once would be difficult? I am unco-ordinated, though, so that could well be why. I choose to blame the controller, though. It's stupid. Even if I have never had a problem with it before :) 

Anyone who has a kinect should go and buy kinect sports. Now. You haven't had a good laugh until you've attempted to throw, catch, hit and jump over non-existant objects, it's tres amusing. Especially when parents get involved. Seriously, get your parents involved. I have never laughed as much as I did watching my mother attempt to jump over hurdles. Then again, i'm really no better myself. I need a javelin teacher, also. I'm determined to beat the high score set by someone that wasn't me. That was also probably my mother, she's awesome at sports, I did not inherit that from her. In fact, I may well have been related to the clumsiest, least sporty person in the world. Unless that actually is me, which is very possible. I'm awesome 'til I have to move :D 

I am now going to move my bum, by that I mean get up, not do a little bum wiggly dance for the benefit of anyone watching me through my window. Though I might do that, too. It is Friday, afterall :P 

Adios, loveliesss :) xo

nananananananana

Batmaaan...is amazeballs :) 

I went to see the dark knight rises this week, and it was ridiculously good. And, I even got my Liam Neeson fix! I won't give anything away, 'cause I'm sure some of you would like to see it for yourselves, but if you're a superhero fan, or a batman fan, or fancy roughly 30 seconds of the beautiful Liam Neeson (there are many other lovely faces in it if he doesn't float your boat) then watch it. Now. Or soon, at least. 

Time not spent watching / thinking about le batman, has been spent enjoying the sunshine, bugging people who love me, and singing completely tunelessly to songs I like. Oh summer, i love thee :) 

I've also made a pledge to myself that I shall be updating this pretty little blog once a week, at the verily least. I find i'm posting less lately, as every time I go to, I realise it's unlikely you want to read about me learning a new sentence in spanish (mi color favourito es naranja..google translate it if ye must :P), or finding a large spider on the ceiling (it disappeared, which makes me very nervous. If you live near my house, ruuuun!) or many of the other random things that pop into my head and make me think 'hm, I should share this with the world'. 

 Also: Taken two is out soon! If anyone knows the exact date, please comment and tell me! I actually squealed a little bit when I saw the 'Taken 2: Coming soon' board in the cinema. I. love. taken. And Liam Neeson in general, incase we didn't all already know this :) 

This week, aside from the above, i've: rediscovered my love of lenseless glasses, water and lace. I've also spent lots of time on my kinect sports thingy. I suck at bowling!  

Next week i'm: Digging out my black trousers and blouses, and scouring the world for a job. Well, probably not the world, but close enough. I'm also going birthday present hunting for my best friend, who is one of the hardest people to buy for in the world. I might just make her a 'friend cheques' book. Like "I will say nothing but nice things to you for the next 10 minutes", and "I will be quiet from now until you next ask me a question" - Anyone who knows me, knows this is probably the best gift I could give :) 

Adios, Amigos, I'm going to try and beat the kinect at bowling now. Wish me luck, I need it :) 

xo

Neglect

Hola, interwebbers

So, i've been majorly neglecting this pretty little blog lately, shame on me! I'm going to try harder to post more frequently, though. Thumb promise! :) 

I have recently been drawn into the 50 shades universe, has many other people have, and this has taken p a lot of my time. Discussing it has taken up even more of my time. I have apparently turned into one of those people who takes to frequently discussing not only the book, but who should play who in the movie. I have my ideas, and I think the casting crew should contact me and try them out, 'cause in my brain, they're perfect! I'm not going to waffle on about them, 'cause i'm sure many of you don't care, but if they do it 'wrong' I just might cry, pout and blog about it. Or moan about it for a little bit, then get over it. One of the two :P 

I've been taking time out of reading lately to stalk ebay. Me and my best friend have developed a love of finding things we like and getting into bidding wars. Or more, I find things I like, and she bids on them for me 'cause she enjoys the bidding wars. And has a paypal, I broke mine. :( 

As such, I got the cutest little betsey johnson earrings for pennies. They're little bees with diamonds on, and they're absolutely beautiful. Shopaholic, Level: Obsessed. (: 

Ohh, I recently passed 200 views! Even though most of that is probably my sister *cough*blogstalker*cough* and other random people I know, and occasionally love, thank youu! I feel less like a crazy person knowing people tune in to read my ramblings, it makes me feel special! *manic grin*

I can think of absolutely nothing else to say, which is probably a first. So i'm leaving you. 

Keep reading, and feel free to comment. Unless it's telling me i'm insane and should be checked into a loony bin. Stating the obvious in such a way is not necessary! :P 

Au Revoir, boys and girls :)

Hola

Buenos Dias! 

Me llama Dannielle, y tu? 

Mi color favourito es naranja, y soy englatairre. 

So, I didn't reach 5 +1s, but I thought I'd give you a taste of what you were missing anyway. Shame on all of you! I would've posted sooner, but I've been on holiday in the lovely place known as Butlins. I think I'm actually slightly obsessed with Butlins, to be honest. Someone should call and ask them very nicely to give me a job. In fact, you should all call and ask them to give me a job! I'd actually love love love to work there, the sights and atmosphere are amazing..and I'd probably spend most of my free time playing pool and attempting to master archery, two things I'd enjoy doing quite a lot! 

Incase you all can't tell, I had a pretty amazing week last week, Mr Butlins, you are my hero, and the reason I'm considering stalking the higher ups of Butlins Minehead in the hopes that they'll employ me. Well, not stalk, more like ask them very, very nicely. I'm good with people, and I'm very polite and stuff. 

But yes, this blog post shall not focus entirely on Butlins, unfortunately I'm aware of the fact that most of you don't care that I'm slightly obsessed with Minehead at the minute.

I currently have a bone to pick with Cash converters. I paid for a dvd, and they gave me 'said' dvd..'cept it was the wrong one. I watched it, I enjoyed it, and when I went to discuss it with others, I was told the film I watched was not infact the film I'd paid for. Bummer. However, you should all watch whatever it is. I'd recommend it highly. If I actually knew what it was. It was about a group of soliders who escape from going to prison, and go on to take over a mission other people should've done. Except they accidently killed the other people. I'd go on more, but if you ever come across the film, it might be unwittingly spoilt for you, and that'd be extremely unfair now, wouldn't it, lovelies? 

 Yet another thing i'd recommend (but this one, I actually know the name of!) is Raspberry lucozade sport. It tastes pretty, something my youngest niece apparently agrees with me on, as she has a tendency to steal it off me. Apparently two year olds can outwit me and steal my drinks now, clearly I'm a winner.

I'd continue to write, but I don't think I have anything else to say, which makes a change. My head is usually filled with pointless drivel, said drivel seems to currently be awol. I suppose this should be a good thing, but alas, my brain feels empty without the randomness which usually lives there. 

I shall update soon! Sooner than this time, more than likely. So keep your pretty ole eyes peeled for more drivel, updates and sheer babble soon! -manly voice- I'll be back. :) 

Adios, mon amores. 

<3

:)

Hola, blogerinos and blogerinas :) 

You will all (probably) be pleased to hear that i'm nowhere near five +1s on my last blog, which means its unlikely there shall be a fully spanish blog post. I'm sure you're all gutted, right? Atleast pretend to be, for my pride!..or not. Not is good too, I suppose. 

I did something fantastical today!! dun dun duunnnn:

I went shopping, and brought almost only things I needed! Birthday presents, a pretty little dress...I even got socks! And if you know me, you'll know how I feel about socks. and feet. *shudders*. For those of you who don't know me, I dislike both. Socks are uncomfortable, and feet are disgusting. Or they are in my humble opinion, anyway. 

I also spent the day with my best friend, a girl who probably secretly wishes she'd turned and walked away the first time I spoke to her..I have that effect on people sometimes. I'm awesome in a really annoying way :P. 

So far this week, my top 5 favourite things are: 

My little handbag sized mirror - a beautiful little thing I got in spain, and have owned since I was 14!

My rimmel 321 mascara - my eyelashes look amazeballs :) 

My floral printed pajama bottoms - Primark is my hero. 

My new flannel shirt - I look like a farmer or something, and it was ridiculouserly cheap. Win x 2. 

Debra Messings eyes - After watching a film with her in, I have decided that she has some of the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. If you know her, ask her if she'd like to swap eyes with me, por favor :D.

PS. Contrary to what's posted above, I secretly do want to attempt to do a blog in espanol..+1 the blog before this one, and make other people +1 it..and comment if you'd like a mention. If I get five +1s, not only shall I post an entire blog post in spanish, but i'll also add a sentence, in spanish, about every person who comments on the post before this one. Not this one. The last one. Just incase you don't understand english..uno beforeh this uno, por favor. Or something like that.

Adios, minions :) <3

hello friday

i've been expecting you. 

I cannot stress enough how much I love fridays. I'd change my name to friday if that wasn't weird. but it is. Shaame. 

I love the build up to weekends, and weekends in general, and the rare moments it's not raining. Like right now. I miss sunshine..Come back to us, please. I promise we won't mock you, or ask you to go away or anything, just come baack! 

Rain rain, go away, come again no other day. That song would make much more sense. Rain is gross sometimes. 

On an amazingly amazing note (sort of)...I cooked all by myself today! If you knew how clumsy and completely unattentive I tend to be, you'd understand why this is something to be proud of. I don't cook. Not because I don't want to, but because i'm scared to. I once set the oven on fire by trying to cook a chicken..neither ever really recovered from the ordeal. I've also never been allowed to forget it. Not that I can blame the minion known as my niece for using it against me, 'cause I use everything against everyone. Especially my brother. Most of the people I meet walk away from me knowing he once got stuck in a maze. It's my favourite story ever. Probably not his, though. 

I love remembering random little (usually embarrasing) things that have happened to myself and other people I like. Memories are fun to remember. And laugh at. a lot. 

I've had a pretty awesome day today, I got the prettiest shoes ever! Little wedges with an espadrille style bottom, the top of which is bright pink, tres bien! 

Also, i've just decided that if I get five +1s on this post by friday next week, I shall do my next blog post entirely in spanish. Oy vey! So if you want to read something entirely odd, probably out of tense, and in a whole new language, get +1ing, get your friends, and you parents and your pets to get on it, and let the fun begin. 

I'll leave you with a list of things I like, because I have absolutely nothing else left to say :)

Today my top 5 favourite things are: 

Summer fruits lucozade sport - It tastes like summer in a bottle, omnomnom.

My crapberry - It's actually working..for once. Hoorahh! 

Take a break magazine - For when life is just too boring <3 

The colour pink - My new shoesies have made me like it a little bit more.

 Kit kat chunkys - This one needs no explanation. nom. 

Adios, interwebbers :) 

x

This week i've

been watching a ridiculous amount of films. 

As mentioned in a previous post, Tommy Lee Jones has been in many of them, he is epic. I also watched the Shawshank redemption, which is quite possibly one of my favourite films. ever. I also discovered that good actors get themselves around more than I realised.

for example, I'm slightly infatuated with lie to me, which has the amazing Tim Roth from one of my favourite ever film scenes hint (Hint: Reservoir dogs) and happened to find a familiar face lurking in one of my favourite episodes, aka Mark Rolston, who's one of my favourites from le Shawshank Redemption. Also, hello over use of the word favourite, woahh. 

This week has also been spent shopping, which is something i'm verily good at! Hello new shoes, cardigan and jeans..summer wardrobe, you are going to be an epic beast of beautifulness :). I wish I could afford to shop more. You should all send me money so I can..you know you want to. Kidding, sort of. Nawh, I am kidding, honest, I do love me a good shop, though. 

On a completely random note, does anyone else ever feel a split second of sheer panic when you hear someone approaching your door and you're the only one home? Theres always one teeny tiny moment where i'm convinced it's a burglar or serial killer or something, who's decided the best way to not rouse any neighbourly suspicion is to use the door, or maybe they feel rude about barging in unwelcomed, stealing from me / harming me AND making a mess of glass of something. I'm sure there's atleast one criminal with a conscience out there, or possibly one with OCD that doesn't like mess. If you're out there, and you're reading this...Hi, mr crook. Think of all the things you could do with your life..crime is not the answerr! 

Right, i'm even starting to worry myself slightly with the strange little monologue i've got going, so I'm heading off for some toast. Toast is good

Au revoir, lovely people of the interwebtorian :)

Good morning, world :)

Firstly and foremostly, Happy fathers day to the most amazing man in the world! For those of you who don't know, my dad is pretty much my hero, and my inspiration..and the reason i'm such a sarcastic little ball of person :). And for these, and many other reasons, I love him to the moon and back several times over!

Before I start to waffle too much, I shall point out that I have recently turned into a zombie. Not literally, unfortunately, but i'm having ridiciulous trouble sleeping, it's gross. I currently fall under the category of 'night owl' - though i'm not always too impressed by it. 

I've also developed a love of grapetiser this week, something I didn't actually know existed until recently. It makes me hyperactive, this is good for me...and bad for people around me. yay :) 

I don't have much else to say today, I just thought I should make more of an effort to actually update this pretty little blog of mine. I only post when I have something to say, and that seems to be a less frequent occurance lately, oops. But yeah, if you're reading this, thankyou. Even if I don't know you, I now like you a little bit more, you're awesome. 

Over and out, lovely people of the interwebnation :)

so, i'm developing

a slight infatuation with Tommy Lee Jones films. 

So, I can openly (though slightly shamefully) admit that up until recently, I had no idea who Tommy Lee Jones was. However, I've taken to recording random films lately, and he's been in most of them. And he's been amazing in all of them. 

I've also discovered I quite enjoy the occasional 1980's / 1990's film. As long as there's at least a little bit of action, or atleast some sort of plot. I hate films that go around in circles, they drive me insane. It's probably a shame I don't feel the same way about blogs, or this'd probably be a lot more interesting. Oh welll. 

I've also rediscovered a love for false eyelashes lately, namely, the girls aloud ones. I got bored of mascara, so decided to try some out, and et voilla! beautiful, long lashes. And I only poked myself in the eye twice while attempting to apply them. Mega win. 

And i've been playing age of empires. A lot. I actually adore that game, it keeps me entertained when boredom strikes, which is scarily often lately..I need a life. or atleast a hobby. Suggestions, anyone? Something fun that can amuse me, which still giving me a chance to be lazy. That sounds muy perfecto.

I don't have much else to say, just thought i'd let anyone who takes time out to read this know i'm still alive. Though excrutiatingly bored. Probably. 

Adios, lovelys :')

Gold is good.

Hello, blogfaces :)
So like, this isn't turning into a 'hi, lets show you my make-up' page, BUT, i'm slightly obsessed with my new eyeshadow..again. Therefore, you lovely, lovely people get to view my eyes. Again. You should feel verily privelaged. 'Cause you are. :P

This, my friends, is what happens when I go to poundland. I buy far too much eye makeup for one person to ever wear in a life-time..and feel the need to share it. But seriously, i LOVE it. (:

On a note not relating to my face, my life is slowly becoming the most boring existance in history. To the point that i'm now seeking new friends to fill my time with witty banter and stuff. If you fit the bill, get it touch. Unless you're creepy. Or boring. My life is filled with enough creepy people and boringness. Creepy people are the worst, i really wish I didn't attract as many as I do. I haven't had any creepy run-ins this week though! Yet, anyway. I love you world, please don't let that have jinxed me. I'm awkward enough as it is without freakish social interactions with creepy people that won't leave me alone!!
         On another completely urelated topic, I hate shopping for other people. Don't get me wrong, I love getting people presents, I just hate having to pick them. loathe. hate with a passion. Je deteste! The people I know are ridiculously awkward to buy for. I'm contemplating picking something that people as a whole like or need, and just buying it for everyone. Socks, perhaps. Or towels. Everyone needs towels. Unless they dry themselves with toilet paper or something. Don't do that, it's weird.

I'm now becoming a wafflecopter, so i'll stop there, though i'm sure there'll be more waffle soon. I've realised i'm ridiculously inconsistent with this thing, I shall make a concious effort to change this.

Au revoir, lads and laydeyyys :')

oh hello,

sparkley eyees :D.

I have recently come to the conclusion that glitter eyeshadow is a winn! If i had any idea how to post pictures on le here, I would just to show how pretty it looks..I may anyway at some point..i'm sure it'll be perfectly simple once I pay attention :). Oohh, I can see it! Insert pretty eyes in 3...2...1....prettyyy!

                       Not the best picture ever..but hello glittery lovliness :D.

I officially declare poundland my favourite place to buy eye makeup! I also declare collection 2000 glitter stick thingies uhmazingg. And pretty. 

                       On a different note, I am currently looking for a job. If you would like to employ me, please press one now. (preferably for a legitimate job, 'slave', 'bit on the side' and such do not count. sorry, disappointed rich men out there, you may not own me! :P) Infact, don't press one now, 'cause your votes will not be counted, verified or charged..you will also be wasting a second of your life you'll never get back. And that's just sad. Life's short enough as it is. Fact. Hello slightly off-topic waffle, i've missed you, thank you for gracing me with your presence. Or something like that.

                        In recent ground-breaking (or not) new: My best friend has abandoned me for a boy! Well, she hasn't..but he's visiting her and i'm lonelyyy. And sad. Well, not sad, as much as hyperactive with no-one to annoy. And she's fun to annoy, this is one of the many reasons I tolerate her :).

                      I'm finding it hard to stay on topicnow, and 'spider pig' is lurking inside my head. The song, not the actual pig. Though if spider pig wants to come and stay with me, he should. As long as he's house trained. I refuse to train a pig..NOT AFTER LAST TIME!!

Okay, I admit it..there was no last time, i lied! but I had you going didn't i? No? shame on you. 

Adios, mon readers (aka: adios family members and friends I have roped into reading this..and random strangers who relate to my inability to stay on topic. rawr) 

 :) 

ah

hello blog, I fear I may have been neglecting you for the sunshine, my bad! You should forgive me, though, because it's very rare there is sunshine in Birmingham. It's almost on miracle level. Yay. 

This week has been spent soaking in the sunshine, barbequeing (food more than my skin, hello factor 50!) and having a jolly good time :). I've also been playing age of empires. A game I may be coming obsessed with. If you like that sort of thing, try it. Now. It's amaazing! 

I don't have much to say today, just felt it was time I got back to typing, I missed using words to amuse myself, this is one of my favourite pastimes. I love just sitting and typing anything that comes to mind, even if it doesn't make much sense, which it rarely does. Words are good. However, streaky tan is not. I'm sitting here looking lke the human version of a piece of streaky bacon, this happens when your fake tan decides it wants to punish you for neglecting it, or something. Streaky is so the new 'hot' look. I'm bringing it back. (was it ever really even in? Gosh, I hope not. gross.)

I'm in the mood for lasertag. I have no idea what part of ridiculous heat and an overload of sunshine makes me think 'hm, i want to hide in a dark room and shoot people with beams and stuff' - maybe it's just my english side wanting an excuse to hide from the sunshine, and possibly my naturally pale skin wanting to save itself from sunburn. Which i've managed to avoid so far, this is about as much of a miracle as the sun beaming down is. Please don't let that of jinxed it, i'll be good, I promise, just please don't burn me sunshinee! :) 

This week i've: Enoyed the sun, spent a lot of time lurking my best friends house, harrased half of the people I know to play cards / connect four / age of empires, and decided I much prefer being a brunette to a gingery blonde. Whoever said blondes had more fun, you were lying! brunettes do, mwuahahaha. Fact. Unless you're a blonde who's currently reading this while enjoying some wild party or something, then you're probably having more fun. But brunettes do it best ;) 

Over and out, loveliees :)

Ohhh,, ANDDD

I got the most beautiful dress in the world earlier this week!
It's red, and maxified, with elbow length sleeves, a slightly shirred waist, and a tie.
I'd post a picture, but I just might be showing too much skin for some of you to handle in such a dress! Or i'm too lazy. Probably the latter. :)

I have absolutely no idea why I typed this in a new post, but oh well. I'm sure all of you avid readers will be pant-wettingly excited to see two posts on the same day. You know it made you squeal a little bit. You can admit it, I won't judge you. Much.

Adios, for real this time, mon amores :)

long live...

Weekends.
I don't care how much time off I have during the week, there's something exciting about weekends. Always. It comes to thursday night, and I instantly fill with joy at the prospect of the approaching weekend. Weekends are good. They're a time for being lazy purely because 'it's the weekend', a time to do whatever you want, without feeling guilt for spending your days procrastinating. Weekdays were made to work, weekends were made for fun.
What does my weekend entail this week, I hear you ask?
Ab-so-lutely nothing. This is good. This is very good. Aside from my knack for slotting words together to form wit and intelligence (sometimes), laziness is my favourite pastime. I excel at being lazy, doing absolutely nada is what I live for!
I also live for orange tango. All of the tangos are amazing, but orange is by far the best. I wonder if they sell orange tango in spain. I'd love to go there with the sole purpose of walking into a shop, looking a shop keeper dead in the eye and simply saying "Hola, un tango naranja, por favor" I'd give up a weekend of laziness for that! Now all I need is confirmation that orange tango is sold in spain, some money and a place to stay. And maybe a passport. That would probably come in handy. "My passport? Oh, I haven't got one. BUT YOU NEED TO LET ME GO..i want orange tango TANGO NARANJA, POR FAVOR!"...or something like that :)

I've had the worst toothache ever today. Well maybe not ever, I'm sure someone somewhere has suffered worse. If you're reading this: Hi, mouth sufferer, sorry for stealing your title! But yeah, my dentist and past dentist are both diabolical creatures. If you can't infact do things to benefit people in regards to their teeth, why are you sitting there claiming to be a dentist? Because you're a sorry excuse for a human who enjoy causing people pain, that's why!..or so I assume. They could just be lonely and in search of company. I don't know, I don't live in their brains.

I'd love to be a brain child. Like, an actual child that lives in a brain. Or maybe a brain post-teen, i've recently come to accept that my age is not something to mope about. After all, if I have a mid-life crisis at 21, then it could be a sign my future is quite bleak..and short. I want to live 'til atleast 101, just to reach triple figures, and then some.

Over and out :)

This week...

has been good.
I have fallen in love with a new little coffee shop. It sells nutella hot chocolate. If you ever have a chance to try nutella hot chocolate, you should, it's tres magnifique.
I also brought the prettiest maxi dress ever, which I may post a picture of later (if i can convince my father to let me hijack le camera, that is). Weeks I get paid are good. I love being able to shop, shopping is good.
I've also developed a love of KA black grape juice this week, it's beautiful with ice ice, babyy.
Lightheartedness aside for a minute, I had a moment of sheer annoyance this week I have the urge to rant about.

I was on the bus from town earlier this week, and there had been a crash, which resulted in the bus having to do a longer route, which resulted in people on the bus moaning. Now I don't know about you, but I personally felt a little bit of disgust at this. There's been a car crash severe enough to stop a ridiculous amount of traffic, in the middle of the city centre, and people are sitting complaining? Fair enough, you didn't bank on having to take a different route, and deal with tons of traffic, but come on! If it was because there was a cat sitting in the middle of the road, or a duck tap dancing and distracting people or something, then fair enough, moan away. Howevever, the idea that the majority of people care more about being 5 minutes late to wherever they're going than they do that people could've died mere metres away from them is absolutely appauling.
I don't expect to see people sitting wailing or anything, but showing basic respect for other human beings would be nice. How hard is it to think 'that's horrible, I hope the people involved are okay' instead of 'ugh, why did they have to crash today? I'm going to get caught in the after school rush doing my shopping'.
Basic. Human. Compassion. It doesn't cost a penny. Or much effort.

Rant over.

Adios, lovelies. Have a nice weekend. :) 

Today...

the bad mood bug has caught me in it's annoyingly annoying grip. Don't you just love feeling all grr! for no appearent reason? I know I do! Oh hello, sarcasm.

It's possibly my sense of humour has disappeared, and has been replaced with a grumpy look. I don't like looking grumpy, I feel like it gives me wrinkles, beautiful. I mean, who doesn't want a nice ole wrinkly face at the ripe age of 21?! That mr sarcasm may have taken over my brain today, hello again, mr sarcasm. Is my head a nice little habitat for your sarcasticness? Muy marvelloso.

Ah, espanol, pretty words! This is the part i'd brag about being bi-lingual, but I'm not. Unless being able to say 'naranja' and 'potato' in several languages count. (the latter I can now also say in 'irish', thankyou mr keith lemon)

Today I have been: Reading. A lot. A whole book since this morning in fact, slow paced book readers eat your hearts out. Or not. That sounds messy, and unrealistic. I've also been attempting to rectify the mess I call hair. 'attempting' being the operative word. Oh, and annoying people. Annoying people is fun. When it's me annoying them, not so much when people annoy me. Then it's (DUN DUN DUUN) yes, you guessed it...annoying! Or you probably guessed it. Have a slightly imaginary cookie if you did..and hang your head in shame if you didn't. or don't, i like being unpredictable. I wish I was more unpredictable, maybe I should change things up a bit. But not too much, I only like to live on the edge sometimes.

Hello, waffle town, I am currently doing as your people do and waffling far too much.

Adios, interwebbers :)

Because sisterly love is not dead...

I am posting this for my sister, as she is my most loyal, and strangest fan. Or atleast she might be, there may be stranger people reading this right now like "eyy, thats not fair, you should put it to a vote..i'm stranger than her!"..or something like that.

Not much has happened in my amazingly exciting (note the sarcasm) life today, except possibly my relatively noticable change in hair colour. It now more resembles a night light than hair. Picture a piece of white paper, laying comfortably atop a yellow canary which is hovering lightly over fire, and you have a good insight of what my hair currently looks like, only slightly more metaphorical and stuff. 

Also, it has very recently come to my attention that my best friend is attracting a ridiculous amount of strange men, which is both amusing and disturbing to me. Therefore: 

Dear strange men of the earth, 

If you are walking past a girl you find attractive, while walking over, starting a conversation and demanding her phone number may seem like a good way to go, admiring her from afar and not walking over and starting both a conversation and her brains urges for her to run away screaming is also acceptable. It also kills the possibility of a restraining order. And i've heard those are not nice. Not that i'd know, I usually go completely un-noticed when I do my stalking. (That, my friends, was a joke. if you see me hiding in a bush or behind a bin, or anywhere else for that matter, whether I have a camera, binoculars, a net or any other strange utensil or not, there's a 99.9% chance i'm not stalking you. Or anyone else. I feel I must include this for legal reasons.)

My brain has now lost its ability to think up witty things, though I feel it may not have had this ability to start with.

Adios :)

Boredom is boring.

Hola, world.
It has come to my attention that sundays are boring. I found this out 'cause it's sunday, and i'm bored. As I am most sundays..yay.
I have no idea what to write, but I feel like typing words. Words are good. I like them.
I think people who know me well may appreciate me putting my words down online, it saves them having to listen to them. Their eardrums are probably thanking blogs for existing as I type.
I love music. I actually think I love music more than people most of the time. Music's easy to understand, rarely leaves you feeling extremely confused, and doesn't complain if you interpret it the 'wrong' way. It's also there when you need it to be, no explaining, no questioning, just waiting for you to get completely lost in. I love that.
Tomorrow may be a more interesting, and slightly less philisophical (yeah, right) blog day. Hopefully. I'm guessing it's unlikely to be more boring. Thumb twiddling and sleep are only good for so long. Like metaphors, they're good 'til they're not. It's like, metaphor, mnetaphor, metaphor, boom! confusion.

This is enough waffle for one day, my poor little brain can't think of much more to say. Not stuff you'd want to read anyway. Probably.

au revoirr :)

Possible proof I was dropped on my head as a child. Often.

Sometimes, my left foot hates me. This is highlighted by it's ability to go from dry to soaking in several steps. I think it may be a ninja foot, skilled in the art of making me feel like i'm squelching along bare footed. Perhaps next time I should, this would save me lots of money, and effort. Shoes are annoying.

Magpies are also annoying, they make me nervous when they wander around alone, like they're just waiting to swoop down and bring you bad luck. If you believe in all that jazz, which I do.

Lone magpies and soggy feet are not a good way to start your day, toast would've been much more appreciated. I like toast. I don't like having twenty minutes of chaos first thing in the morning. Work, this is what you reduce me to.

To sum up: soggy feet: bad. Solo magpies sitting on your gate aparently mocking you: bad. Your best friend and her mother finding your ability to cause chaos wherever you go amusing: priceless. Or something like that.

:) 

Hi :)

It has recently come to my attention that the things that happen to me tend to be comical. I also apparently have a way with words. This knowledge has led me to joining the world of blogging. Partly because I just might be good at it, vastly because I very rarely have anything better to do. I only have a life sometimes. 

If you lurk on my blogs you're likely to find: 

Topicless waffle, usually complete with long words that made sense in my head

Jokes that may be funny. Sometimes.

Things i've written that I feel like sharing with the world. 

The sort of genius that would've gotten me sorted into ravenclaw, had I been born into the world of Harry Potter (this is possibly a slight exaggeration). I wish I had been born into the world of Harry Potter. I've been known to attempt to accio things. Frequently. Gods, if you're reading this, please grant me the ability to accio things. It'd make being lazy so much easier. 

I'm going to stop typing now, because it's unlikely many people have the attention span to read so much waffle without wanting to give up and find something more interesting to do. If you suceeded in making it this far, congrats! Your brain span is outstanding. 

:)