Yummy!

I was going to do a post on how I tried to make cookies and they tasted like salty butter but on searching for cookies I found this!

 

Which is a million times better

Resolutions

I was thinking earlier there are loads of things that I want to make a resolution to do but doing it at new year would kind of be pointless. So I'm going to make a few and perhaps put them into action for the new school year.
1. Give up fizzy drinks and chocolate. This is a big one, huge huge huge. Of course I'm too much of an addict to give them up completely but saying 'cut down on..' is much less of an incentive. I'd feel way less guilty for it then. I might have to make exceptions for things like school lunches, the only puddings I eat are chocolatey.
2. Floss more. Why is this always one? Maybe I should just put "become more obsessed with dental hygiene." Then that includes brushing, flossing and mouthwash. More out of fear I'll have to get fillings. (I have the feeling that me giving up sugary things is also because of this.)
3. Write a diary entry every night. When I started my blog, I had to either split things 50:50 between blog and book or miss out things on one. My blog won this battle to begin with but I soon began to miss being completely honest and being able to talk freely. So now I write huge diary entries and there is so much more going on in my life than I realised! I'm never short of things to write about. I hope to keep it up, maybe I'll come back to blogging a little more too...
4. Take more walks/bikes. I want to be a little bit more active. Recently I've like rambling around the town, nipping into little shops and exploring down the alleyways I wondered about. I've found some pretty cute places, one looking like elves and tree spirits would be completely at home there. If I bike I can go further and not to mention the added benefits to my thighs and legs!
5. Set a non-ridiculous, achievable, reasonable workout regime. I add all those other words because I have a tendancy to just keep going until I twitch with pain or end up doing two and thinking 'that's enough'. My most recent was 100 situps a day, which I managed for about a week and my tummy became extremely tense but I was only doing it to spite someone who kept bragging about their belly and workout. So some day I will actually work out a routine that works without killing me.

There, a nice round five. Once again procrastination makes me blog... goddamn coursework - I hate you! P.s Cheshire I miss you! And you ThinOne. And I won't see you before I go away too *Sniff*

Okay so I suck at privacy

I was going to be completely private, stopping blogging but I'm kind of just going to censor a little, stuff that will only cause problems if I blog about them.

So on Friday I had a pizza party with all of my beloved krewe buds. It rocked! Pizza was awesome, I had meteor and meat lovers and oh my god I'm actually replacing my fav pepperoni with meteor. It's so meaty and with BARBECUE sauce!!! Le gasp it's an orgasmipizza. Yes, that's a word.
And we played on EyeToy. Remember that shiz! You set up the camera and you are the controls! It detects any movements and you play games. Everyone was particularly amused by my boob-tomato-mashing. That's me mashing tomatos with my hunni's, not squishing the two of them. XD

So then it started as an evening thing and then everyone slept over which was hectic but nice. Since no-body planned to sleep over we had very little blankets so people were sleeping in slankets and under a huge duvet and just anything available and still we had people out in the cold. Everyone was a little hyper off pizza and coke but I think I actually got a decent amount of sleep. (Or at least I thought I had until about 1 O'clock in the avo after and I could barely keep my eyes open.)

The next morning I took on the epic task of cooking a fry up for seven people with very little food. (2 eggs, a bad of sausages, 3 rashers of bacon, chips and quarter a tin of beans.) Still, it all worked out and all were fed and content by eleven when a few left and finally the house was clean by 12.

I then went back to Him's house and we had an amazing few hours, even if I snoozed for one of them. It was bitter sweet because although we finally had some time together it was the last time together for a week. He's off to germany for a week and there will be probably very little contact.

Okay I'm watching America's Got Talent, like a cool kid, and I just saw these dancers who actually blew my mind, I was agast! Watch them and Enjoy :)

PIZZA PARTY!

Woot woot! Pizza party for awwwlllll of the core Krewe today. Way looking forward to it. <3

Self Expectations

I have come to realise that perhaps I am too hard on myself. I wouldn't class my self-expectations of myself to be too high, they are all achievable, but I really do beat myself up about it when I'm nowhere near them or heading off track.

I got another bad grade, I swear the quality of my work has gone down very very far in the past month and that could be due to many things. I'm guessing it's down to laziness, stress and being distracted by the new boyf. But I'm working on it.

Right now I have rewarded myself for doing homework with a cup of tea and some chocolate covered Oreogasms. Yum.

My Day - Episode Twenty Three

What a curious day!

Firstly the bad. I found out that Curltop actually didn't want to come to the barbecue, even though he could have because he was sat at home. He purely just didn't want to come because he hates me. Don't blame him really, I'm obvious the most grotesque being ever.

Now the good. People finally complimented my hair without being prompted! Yeah, four inches off should be way more dramatic. Gutted. Ah well. And got complimented on clothes too.

Funny event of the day was actually my dinner exploding. Yes. Exploding. We had chicken, pork and vegetables all cooking in the oven when suddenly the glass dish EXPLODED. Glass shattered and went everywhere, all in the food so we couldn't risk eating it. So we had to clear that up and just went out for dinner. I had a yummers steak and the most delicious chocolate cake ever. Like 'Oh God' kind of cake - you know the one girlies!


Had a very interesting conversation with Handsome One on the way home on the bus about sex. What he have, haven't and plan to do. Funny experiences. Gave me a lot of ideas for my other blog. Funsies!

So that's all that happened today. :D

My Day - Episode Twenty

IN PICTURES!

This book knows all, so today we decided to follow yet another recipe and make BUNNY CAKES! Which you will see the result of in a minute...





In other news, I bought my favourite treat in the whole wide world! Chocolate coated oreos. These things are the most delicious thing known to mankind I swear, if you ever see them then you have to try them. They are orgasms in a box guys.

The bunny cakes! Adorable aren't they! I would brag about culinary genius but I already revealed we copied off a book. FAIL.

 We've been redoing the garden for a while and today I had to hop over the back fence and go get some bricks that we threw into the wasteland between the houses. The fence only comes up to your hip on the garden side but standing on the wasteland side it comes up to my nose. So I sort of got stuck and my pathetic and short mother was the only hand I had so I had to do a rather awesome hop between this pole and the fence and flip myself over. It was AWESOME. If only my life was filmed. You totally missed it. Urgh. But the picture is of my favourite place to have tea and oreo-orgasms. It's a beautiful set, no?

And that is my day so far!

Early Easter Eggness

I just ate a mini caramel egg and a creme egg.
I like to bite off the top and lick out the insides, how do you eat yours?!

Pardon?

This is beginning to get rather boring: I feel as if I cannot hear. The hearing in my right ear has degenerated quite badly,  reminiscent of my childhood where I was shoved in a booth with headphones to listen to bleeps and press buttons until they realised (like I had been saying for days) that I couldn't hear that well.

I have finally managed to get Mums, Sisters and my own arse in gear in booking things. I have finally booked an opticians appointment AND another appointment to go see the doctor, woo....go me.

Other than that, an unhealthy fixation on my image/weight/figure is taking hold, I can feel it's metaphorical nails digging into my shoulders and ingraining itself in my otherwise engaged brain. Bridget Jones Diaries do not help as she is obsessive over food and I will most likely absorb this character trait.
Also my rather psychologically unsound cousin has stopped eating and a young boy at my bustop has started a diet and keep telling me of his weightloss which I am jelous of. I'll be counting calories next. (1575 but hey, who cares right?)

Gaining confidence in my teaching. I'm leading a review 5 minute thing in biology and in the english class I teach I will be leading small activities with a section of a class with L.S.

So anyways life goes on, crazy as it is.

Ciao.

Hello?

First of all. Who is actually reading these? Much appreciated if you could comment so I can actually get a look see on who I'm talking to.

Continuing on with more pressing matters, my weekend. Awesome! Basically I thought I would be staying at my mums this weekend and hugging my computer as it's finally back to life. No idea how much I missed it, BUT I SURVIVED! Ha. So I thought I'd be here, tapping away, maybe go to this gorgeous shop Desigual which is like a semi-designer shop with loads of pathwork, crazy colours and prints.

Buutt. Ended up I went to me dad's for the weekend. Got some chinese noodles for dinner/breakfast. Yummers. Then popped over to the boyf's where we played Halo: ODST. For a girl who doesn't actually own an Xbox360 I think I played pretty well, kept up almost on par with the boyf. Not with P.D (P.Diddy, Ha!) as he is mega.
Then we watched Pulp Fiction, good movie, didn't live up to the hype to be honest. And we had an Austin Powersathon where we watched all three movies over the course of the night and morning. Stayed in bed snuggling and being warm until about one in the afternoon.

I played with Hama beads, for those of you who don't know it's like little beads you make patterns out of on a spikey board and iron and they melt and stick together. Never got to play with them as a kid and so happy I finally got a go. I made a cute love heart and mine and boy's names. Yes, I'm sappy and sad.

Had to walk back to my dads in the pouring rain with my overnight bag and stuff I bought from primark and towing my bike. Boyf tried to shelter me with an umbrella but my right arm was totally out and I was soaked to the skin. Not. Happy.

Then came back to mums and me and Sissy have ordered a nice Dominoes pizza with cheesy garlic bread, chicken strippers and cookies. Oh yes. Now I am happy.

My Day - Episode Two

Well. Today I woke up round my boyfriend's house. (I love being able to say that!)
He's so adorable when he sleeps. He's finally realised I can't sleep with him touching me in any way, like even toes touching my leg, so I got a really good nights sleep. He told me apparently I sleep weird. I don't really snore, I just have heavy breathing that borders on snore and sometimes I stop breathing momentarily and I seem a bit... you know... dead.
Then we had a nice morning hug/tousle. You know when you start hugging then you realise your in a prime position to make your feet tickle theirs and they can't move? No? Perhaps it's just an us thing.
Got up and showered eventually. Had my first breakfast of frosties, bleurgh. Then we went to my house. Trying to scooter on the side of a bike whilst holding a ukelele is more difficult than you'd think! Got to my dads house, had second breakfast. Lay down watching tevo, realised I was bored shitless. Like actually bored out of my MIND!

So we played Payday. It's like a kids version of monopoly that moves really fast and instead of moving around streets on a board, you move around days on a calender. It's more fun than monopoly. Boyf won, surprise.

Dad came home. Had my suitcase packed and I am HOOOMEEE!
Aka, back at my mums house where I spend the majority of my time, and can chill out muuucch easier. Bring on the nail painting and scented candles. My room smells crazey when I'm chillaxing.

So yes. Now I am back at my house, mum's house. Just being in my room. I should be unpacking really but hey, what's more important?... Yeah. Unpacking. I'll get to that.

I think I may have to take pictures of my room to give you a tour in a blog sometime. Yeah, that's a good idea.