| Monday, July 24, 2006 |
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Tagged like a criminal
Two Names You Go By:
1. Faye
2. xxS*Bxx (For the purpose of bloggin')
Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1. A navy and pale pink polo t shirt
2.Pale pink timbs with Jack D socks
Two Things You Would Want in a Relationship:
1. Love
1b. Trust
2. Affection
2b. Sex
2c. Friendship (an advantage)
Two Things You Want Really Badly At This Moment:
1. Money to sort out my debt so i can move
2. My new ride (Look how pretty it is) (That is not the exact one!! I wish!!!)
Two of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1. Horse riding
2. Shopping
Two pets you have had:
1. A tabby cat with white paws called paddy (one of my neighbours drowned him when i was 10 - very sad)
2. My pure black cat with green eyes - Sooty - She is beautiful
Two people who will fill this out:
1. Hopefully, msnhim
2. Whoever see's it and wants it
Two things you did last night :
1. Slept
2. Cooked dinner
Two Favorite Places to eat:
1. China Garden (Local restaurant)
2. La Movida - Spanish tapas bar - Also local
Two things you ate today:
1. Crackerbread with Phili
2. 6 Frozen Cup drinks - (i have to go back to JA - its all about the bag juice)
Two people you Last Talked To:
1. My mum
2. My best friend - Sparks as known in previous story AB$OLUTELY MORTIFIED
Hope y'all enjoyed the read!
peace
xxS*Bxx |
posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Monday, July 24, 2006  |
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| Thursday, July 20, 2006 |
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Having a bad day...
What constitutes having a bad day???
Unnecessary arguments, the heat, women in heat (if you know what i mean...), men being idiots, bad traffic, loads of work and the general feeling you would rather be somewhere else.
What digs you out of this heap of minor depression???
Games online, sweeties, not doing work and laughing in the bosses face for getting away with it and the best one of all HOMETIME (especially when the sun is still shining and the air is still warm).
I sound like a little kid again!!!! Hometime!!!
So last night was an ok night but talking to family about things that i wont discuss as they are TOO personal.. really made me loose my rag.
And then i saw red!!! - The roof almost caved in from the screaming and shouting - looking back it was a pathetic argument on mostly the family side. And that is REALLY me not being biased.
So, to make it worse i have to come into work. And i forgot, my colleague is taking half day so i have to sit in a room with fickle features all day (the boss). It was the scenario where they say silence is golden. Then the phone starting ringing and my head starting banging.
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One phone call after another...
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Lunch-time - some kind of relief at least. I have the normal, a sandwich and a bottle of water, diets really need to be reassessed.
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End of the day is finally here and i am free to go home, so i will leave you with some more pics of my work so you know where i sit and get headaches and most importantly blog!!!
The first picture will be of me looking happy cos i am leavin...
Sorry about the really uninteresting, nonsense blog!! I am temporarily ashamed!
Terrible picture, it looks like i have been dragged backwards from a hedge and like a caveman don't know what a comb and softbrush is!! I apologize! (End of an agonising day - my excuse is poor)
Proudly displaying my addiction to a white choc toblerone!!
Well people i must love you and leave you as it is the weekend and i am GOING HOME!!!
Peace
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Thursday, July 20, 2006 |
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| Tuesday, July 18, 2006 |
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I'm Alive, Alive, ALIVE!!!
Well as you can guess, i survived my interview with the vampire.
So the story goes...
I get home from work, washed off the daily grime. And got ready to go.
I went in fear and asked my next door neighbour (who is 13, easy bate) to come with me. And for more support another friend who shall be known as the banker from now on came with me.
So of we go to see dracula's wife. We drive down the street and BAM!! - The red roses are spotted from the end of the road - Blood red roses. To line and coffin as my 13 year old next door neighbour so wrongly put given the situation.
A young later with a nice tan answered the door and i asked if vamp was in, she showed me into the front room and she was sitting there.
Larger than life, wrapped in a bath towel she beamed at me and was nothing like what she had described. I was picturing an albino who was pale skinny and clad in black rags. But no she was great. I think i will still take the neighbour round for moral support and also incase she really is and just hasn't turned yet. She was getting ready to go out so i guess she just doesn't like sunlight. I suceeded on getting a £90 order and some possible future contacts.
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Tuesday, July 18, 2006 |
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| Monday, July 17, 2006 |
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Vamped Up...
Not many people know but i am an Avon Girl. I know to many people, avon people are usually old, but i aint. Anyway moving swiftly on ...
I got a call from the company on friday afternoon to tell me they had a new customer for me around my area, i was cool about it and took her details and gave her a call. It went straight to voicemail so i left my details and convienient times for her to call me back. So, i went about my weekend as usual and it turned out to be better than usual until i got a call.
From dracula, the new customer will be referred to as dracula until i find evidence that she is not.
First of all, when i missed her call and called her back, when her phone was ringing (you can get a song to play over the ring and she has one it is draculas organ song and it is CREEPY. She then tells me that she needs products that are very light on the skin as she has very pale white skin, is not allowed to go out in sunlight and she works through the night and has her own business.
How weird is this??
Is it just me or is it really CREEPY? I would like a majority vote as it is some weird shit!
I am going to cry into my pillow now at the prospect of being eaten!!!
xxS*Bxx |
| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Monday, July 17, 2006 |
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| Thursday, July 13, 2006 |
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Questions and Answers...
One of my good friends just asked me - Why is it when you like someone, you don't know what to say to them or you just get too embarassed???
I would put it down to the fact that because you like this person so much, you don't want to fuck things up.
It really depends how you do feel about the person in question though???
I will have to do some serious thinking about a long enough answer for this to make a proper explanation...
All shall be revealed...
Or should it be to be continued...
peace
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Thursday, July 13, 2006 |
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| Tuesday, July 11, 2006 |
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REDEMPTION...
Sorry for spelling mistakes in advance again as in a bit of a rush...
enjoy...
So, it is now tuesday morning and i am at work still with the public mortification in mind, but slowly moving out of my hangover state of mind.
I got a call from divine yesterday at about 2pm, he told me to make sure i was home on time last night that he will be at my place. My brain went into overdrive...
Oooohhh, has he planned something romantic???
Is he going to take me out somewhere nice???
Will he clean up the house and make a romantic dinner and meet me in his boxers??? Sorry bout that one - partly off on a tangent the other part is true... Which one is which shall remain MY BUSINESS.
So i am gearing myself up for this wild night of pleasure and fantasies. Finally the working day comes to an end, i drive home at break neck speed to unveil my surprise...
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I turn the key in the door and my face just
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No jokes, he was lying on the couch watching TV. Me still thinking alright the kitchen must be clean and the bathroom spotless. So i walk around to inspect and NOTHING, yes people NOTHING was done.
By the time i was out of the shower padding around my room trying to find some clothes, i was fuming. Sod the clothes, i stormed downstairs in my towel hair soaked.
Me: So when you rang me earlier to make sure i got home on time, what was that for? So i could clean up after your filthy ass???
Face bright pink with fury i was thinking about hitting him with the towel but no as that would leave me naked and cold. And this just wasn't the time for bare flesh. He just looked at me and said : What?!?!?!
I did a double take, went upstairs got dressed, scrubbed the bathroom, the kithcen and the living room floor, had another shower got properly dressed and as i was about to step out the front door, he grabbed me by the stomach turned me round in one swift move and tried to kiss me. I a swifter move i moved away leaving him kissing the back of my neck and i was gone, out of the door, vamous, abracadabra, poof, i was out of there. I drove over to sparks house and stayed there making baby food from root veg until about 11pm. By the time i got home, not only was i knackered but so was my phone from the 24 missed calls 3 voicemails and 7 text messages it had waiting. PATHETIC, absolutely pathetic. You piss someone off, when they leave you in the house and still come back to it looking like a shittip no amount of voicemails will excuse from the silent treatment for a long while.
When i got home, the lights were out candles were lit all the way up the stairs!!!!
I didn't get too excited, over the high risk fire hazard that i used to call my house, so i followed the candles blowing them out and turning lights on in their place until i got to my bedroom.
Where lights remained off - he took the bulb out - He knows me too well.
This could be good or bad. So i go into the room and he is lying there barely lit by candles and barely dressed by clothes. You can only guess what happened next, if you can't use your imaginations but people again keep it clean. It was good.
However i do have a query, as there was so much tension in the air before all of that happened, is it natural after the deed is done to keep fighting.
Any comments are welcome to help me sort out my probs.
Peace
xxS*Bxx |
| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Tuesday, July 11, 2006 |
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| Monday, July 10, 2006 |
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Note to all - linked to the previous blog.
I REALLY am not that kind of girl anymore.
Peace
xxS*Bxx |
| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Monday, July 10, 2006 |
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***AB$OLUTELY***MORIFIED***
Sorry in advance for any bad spelling etc...
Well it was friday afternoon that all was good and everything was in the process on me and my friend who will be known as sparks having a night in with a dvd and a bottle of wine (and her baby daughter - my goddaughter). So we are walking into town to get a couple of bits for dinner and drinks and we walked past one of our fave haunts and the smell of the alcohol just made us look at each other and wonder. Well they do say great minds think alike, both at the same time we looked at each other and said we are going out tonight. Oh what a tangled web we both weave. We didn't think so until later that night which i will soon get to.
So sparks rings her brother and asks or should i say more to the point tells him he is babysitting. So i go home bathe and get dressed, nothing too casual - nothing too dressy. 1 Hour later we are walking to the Terrace bar (wimbledon) on a mission to get tipsy. So we order our cocktails and sit and chat for a little while. As far as cute guys go so far the night was looking DRY as a nun's you know what!
So we decided to move on - now it was between Suburban (an indie/oldie music bar with over priced drinks and not enough in one measure) and the other bar Edwards (hip-hop, r'n'b, dance all my kind of music, oh and nice guys). Our night was to consist of drinking and surveying the talent these days however both of us could look and neither of us could touch. :(. Oh well.
So we chose Edwards over Suburban - not a very difficult choice between the two but it is nice to keep ones options open.
Anyway...
So we are walking around and we spot a couple of heads that are familiar and in true girl on a mission style ignore them. (It is not bitchy!!!) So we are scanning the room and we find a resting spot. We purch for about 10 minutes. Across from me was who we called Thierry Henry - he was fit and his smile said Va Va Voom and so did his body. So i ventured over to his royal fitness and said hello there in so many more words than that. By the time i reached over there i was tipsy but for the record not totally drunk. YET!
So whilst i am gabbing i fail to realise sparks seems to be in need of rescue from some weird guy with 50 cent on his t shirt. So i excuse myself from the talent and go to her rescue, little did i know that both of our pasts were just about to bite us in the ass.
Little sidenote about mine and sparks past: When we were younger we were inseparable, best friends to the end. We were party girls and there is more that will make sense just keep reading but keep in your heads the phrase inseparable for the next paragraph or so.
As i walked over he asked sparks, is she was feeling left out and if so why didn't she come and join me and the cute one?
She said that she was ok just sitting having a fag.
So he asked her for a fag and smoothly mentioned.
50 cent:So are you two close? - referring to me and sparks.
Sparks: Yeah we are best friends and have been for many years.
By this time i thought oh she is ok just having a chat so i went back to HR Fitness.
50 then said to her: What i actually meant to say is if you are close why don't you go and join them?
Sparks: In what context are you talking???
50 Cent: Why don't you go and JOIN them all 3 of you?
Sparks face at that point went pale and she said : I am not that kind of girl?
(Did she forget that we were party girls??!!)
50 Cents face lit up with excitement for some reason so she asked why he was smiling?
He replied: You are'nt that kind of girl really? That is funny cos i fucked both of you i would say about 2 years back after we all got hammered at that club (which will remain nameless)
Sparks face then went a whiter shade than pure white and she just padded over to me and said that we needed to leave.
I asked what was wrong and who had upset her as i myself really didn't want to leave the oh so fit one.
So once again i excused myself and we scampered to the toilet and she enlightened me on the conv she just had with that bitch we call 50.
I was ABSOLUTELY MORTIFIED...
How the hell after all those years can he remember THAT...
The worst part of it was when he said, ' I don't forget the women that i fuck'
What a weed, obviously he is not getting enough sex to forget the odd person or both of us were too good to forget. But either way i didn't want to take this conv as any type of compliment. It was just HORRIBLE. So our solution once out of the toilet for this public mortification was drink. By the end of the night we had gone through the entire cocktail list on the bar and some.
In the morning i woke up on the sofa and she was making tea, we both looked at each other and like i said before great minds think alike we both just burst out laughing at our BIGGEST mistake.
Hope y'all enjoyed my weekend event more than i did.
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Peace
xxx
xxS*Bxx
Comments are welcome
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Monday, July 10, 2006 |
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| Friday, July 07, 2006 |
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Piece of Ass
Sorry in advance for not spell checking if i did i would have forgotten half of the contents...
So i go home at 5 yesterday, thinking about this hot piece of ass that i saw around the office. At least i can look forward to something in work on a friday apart from going home. So lets start from the very beginning of my TERRIBLE morning. I wake up at 7:00 am and decide, i am NOT getting out of bed yet. So i go back to bed and i wake up 15 minutes later to realise i should have been up and in the shower by 6:45am. I was BLOWING my top (so to speak). So i got in the shower at 7:18am and was out by 7:25am, that sounds so nasty, but i made sure i was lathered with soap head to toe don't worry i aint a stinker. Lol.
Moving on to the rest of my morning of madness. So i get dressed in a record time of 2mins and 30 secs put a couple more shirts in my bag, various colours as i got dressed in the dark, all shirts selected went with my jeans and flip flops so not all was lost and i shipped myself out of the door and piled into the car. Started the car with what looked like a vengance, put it into gear and screached down my 20 mph road at 40 mph. No i don't need any lectures on speeding thanks there were no little children, old people, animals or other pedestrians so i was home free. So i am in wimbledon driving through at break neck speed with the tunes blaring out then i think, why am i rushing, i have to be in by 9 so i slow down and the instant i do, there is a HUGE and i mean HUGE traffic jam. Nicht Git (Not good) So i swing round and speed (again) and get into work again in record time at 8:15am. Brilliant timing a 45min drive in 30 - 35 mins. I think it may make the guiness book of records ladies and gentlemen. Sorry again to digress...
So i get into work and about 10 minutes later hot stuff decides to come in and look at the office comps as i emailed him as a ploy to get him into the office to assess the ass. And when he came in i made a full valuation, my conclusion ladies and gentlemen is i want that piece of ass. I know this is hard for some people to understand a woman saying this about a man and not vica versa but i want that ass. Lol, moving swiftly on. Ok so people hopefully you are keeping up, i am not sure i am but i will try and fill you lot in on the situation between me and the divine(previous blogs). We are now separated but his habitat is still with me as his ass needs to find somewhere to live. So now that is cleared up lets get back to hot stuff and my beetroot face.
So i'm in the office with hot stuff and i can't stop staring at his behind, it is like two ripe mangoes that i WANT to squeeze but cant reach. So my dilemma continues, but by the time i realise that i want to say something he has gone. This man seems to be the hardest man to get into contact with and even when you use the wonderful art of email he answers you about 5 million years later.
So here is the dilemma people:
There is one hot piece of ass that i want some of, how the hell do i get it??
Now i am open to any suggestions ruling out rape and other disgusting things that could put me in a mental institute or quite possibly arrested.
HELP!!!
Peace
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Friday, July 07, 2006 |
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To Fake or Not to Fake??? Is that really the question...
So, at work and thinking about the days gone by. Daydreaming i believe its called. So as i am sitting minding my own business, the flashbacks start. It all started when i got home from work, the usual routine is get in, go upstairs get undressed and either have a good scrub in the shower to wash the daily grime off or soak in the bath and scrub in a nice cool shower after. So i was on my way to the shower, all flesh bared and he grabbed me (divine) and pulled me into the bed with him, he is a nocturnal creature. Works in the night and sleeps by day. I went through my period of being nocturnal working in a nightclub and staying up until ungodly hours in the morning watching recorded programmes then sleeping mostly on the couch but not being donned a couch potato, but i digress. So all flesh bared, dragged into the bed and spoken to in a manner that is only suitable once drunk, which i most certainly was not. I never knew there were so many words for the poonani as it were (as i am so innocent and all!!!!!)
So he is well into this chat chat chatting and i was all in the favour for just do it and shut the fuck up. I am not going to cuss the man out cos he did the job ok but for some reason it wasn't happening for me, it just WASN'T HAPPENING. Why now? Why me! I had to claim i was about to pee myself run into the toilet and i put my head in a towel and burst out laughing.
So this is where the i beg the question to go back and fake or not????
What do i do peeps.
After this a totally different dilemma for you to read and give advice comments etc.
peace
(sorry didn't spell check)
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Friday, July 07, 2006 |
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| Sunday, July 02, 2006 |
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HOT HOT HOT
So i wake up at 9am on a sunday feeling refreshed from my night of a drunken status, also known as my jackass night.
First things first, i need to get my brown ass in the shower, is it hot today or is it HOT.
By 10:15am i am primed and ready to go. Food shopping. Not the most exhilerating thing on a sunday morning but nobody will be out. So i thought. The world and his wife were in the supermarket checkouts with the most cases of beer i have seen in a LONG time. So as i totter round getting my bits and pieces, i'm thinking did i just come out in a heatwave???
Sunday morning for me isn't really my best of times, it takes me until at least midday to make sense out of why i am up and out of the house. So i carry on wondering around, picking up everything i need, pasta, vegetables, fruits, then i get to the back of the shop, wine. I am ashamed to say i spent £140 on alcohol, but in my defence it is only because i had family coming over for a sunday lunch. 40% of said alcohol will go to family and 60% to friends and myself. So i come out with my many bags and a full trolley. Drive home to sit in the garden and to my delight all two of my sun lounges are piled with bird shit. It is really not my day, so i proceed to the kitchen. The divine had done it all. I was a happy woman until i saw the kitchen sink. But that was a small price to pay for everything being cooked. So i got on with it. We sat, we ate and we drank. And the even sun is hotter than ever. I love it, i miss JA. For now i must leave you with this question, why do people complain, oh it is too hot, oh it is too cold. Are they just complaining for the sake of complaining???
I think so...
For now i am going back to the sun and the garden and will report back with something hopefully a bit more interesting.!!!
As weekends go mine hasn't been to bad apart from the jackass night so i hope everyone else had a good one.
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| Saturday, July 01, 2006 |
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...Continued
My choice ...
The divine one of course, as i realised that the grass may seem greener and the gold may be gleaming, things change as people do and i don't want to be around when ice changes. His heart is not in the right place for me. As i said previously in 'From the beginning', unconditional love can only be given when you don't know someone inside out and to be honest i am prepared to give up that to be with someone who loves me as close to the unconditional point as i can get. Someone who i am sure will not someone who i think might.
So peeps the divine is the one that owns my heart and i am hoping that is the way it will stay as i have his in a tight grasp too.
So now i have made my choice and my heart is at rest, i can tell you what a complete jackass i made of myself last night.
So 10pm comes and i am ready with my bag to go and stay and m's house he called me to say that he had the wine in and all that was needed was me.
Me and M go back far from college days. So everything is strictly platonic with us...
So i get there around 10pm and music is on and the wine is flowing (down my throat) we are chatting away and suddenly i just went into quiet mode and started to think about how much i love the divine but i want ice. So to get myself out of this miserable state of mind M suggests we drink, half way through our drinking sess, i collapse on the floor in giggles and sit back by the chair. I was DRUNK. Now i am the sort of gyal who knows her limits and is never usually sick when under the influence and M knows this so he keeps the wine coming.
My embarassment suddenly approached i pelted into the toilet and from then on lets just say the toilet was my best friend for the best part of 45 minutes.
I felt like a jackass. I stumbled home this morning feeling like shit went to bed and when i woke up it was like the spanish inquisition in my own head. Why why why was i sick??? What an ass. I should have eaten before starting but hey thankfully it is all over.
Hope y'all had a better night than me
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Venomous
So saturday afternoon i wake up from my drunk night at a friends and my heart doesn't feel like i am torn anymore. Last night i made my choice.
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| posted by a Princess @ Heart @ Saturday, July 01, 2006 |
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