nights like this make you realise what matters.
xoxo
Showing posts with label RB. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RB. Show all posts
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Friday, 14 August 2009
Capital Lights!
Last weekend was wicked good, despite the fact i appear to have contracted death flu from Edinburgh, it was so worth it. I miss my Jen quite alot and didn't really realise it until i went to visit her. The Hive was like the hottest place EVER, no idea how these girls can keep their perfect hair in that sort of climate. Gutted mine hits mad medusa lady on the frizz-o-meter within a foot of any humidity.
Suzie and JenJen on Jen's massssive stairs.
Me posing as per usual.
JenJen, Suzie and Moi.
Blurry mirror pictures are the staple of any good night out.
These ones from Friday also make my life.
L -R : I don't know, Matt, Nikki, Paularina, Moi, Colleen.
L-R : My Boyhalf, RB, Beatso and John
xoxo
Saturday, 11 July 2009
Champagne for my real friends, Real pain for my sham friends.
Last night was the best night out in town i have had in a really long time. SO glad we decided that staying in was for old people and nerds. haha.
We went to Dibble and Jamielee's flat warming and all the decent folk were there, but someone was noticeably missing. I really miss RB hanging out with all of us, i know there is nothing i can do but sometimes i feel sorry for those involved.
We cracked open the champagne i left there last time and toasted the move in. I'm never one to turn down a glass of good bubbly.
Jamielee made me an EPIC drink of Peach Schnapps, Vodka, Cherry Coke and Grenadine. It was like a fizzy Sex on the Beach. Rad as fuck. Naturally everyone got too drunk and a few words were thrown about and a few tears were shed before we even left to head to the Klub. I'm not suprised though, sometimes tensions run too high and people get involved in shit they shouldn't. Me included.
I really wish people would say how they feel when they're sober, why does it take getting shitfaced to open up to people. How do straight edge kids do it? Do they just hole it all up? I always thought the thing about friends was you were supposed to tell each other anything, no matter what but apparently i have the wrong end of the stick. I've realised there are TWO groups of friends.
The ones who will tell you when you fuck up, tell you if your ass looks big and be there through everything and the ones who act like you can do no wrong then bitch you out when your back is turned.
It's safe to say, i'm weeding out one of those groups.
No bets on which.
Last night i realised i can be SO happy with the life i have and the people i surround myself with these days. A good bunch of boys and birds.
Someone super close to me told me last night the reason they think a lot of girls have issues with me. They reckon i have a pretty desirable relationship with a lot of my male friends, no drama and no late night booty calls, just great friendships, something apparently a lot of girls would kill to have.
Something to ponder for sure.
:]
xoxo
We went to Dibble and Jamielee's flat warming and all the decent folk were there, but someone was noticeably missing. I really miss RB hanging out with all of us, i know there is nothing i can do but sometimes i feel sorry for those involved.
We cracked open the champagne i left there last time and toasted the move in. I'm never one to turn down a glass of good bubbly.
Jamielee made me an EPIC drink of Peach Schnapps, Vodka, Cherry Coke and Grenadine. It was like a fizzy Sex on the Beach. Rad as fuck. Naturally everyone got too drunk and a few words were thrown about and a few tears were shed before we even left to head to the Klub. I'm not suprised though, sometimes tensions run too high and people get involved in shit they shouldn't. Me included.
I really wish people would say how they feel when they're sober, why does it take getting shitfaced to open up to people. How do straight edge kids do it? Do they just hole it all up? I always thought the thing about friends was you were supposed to tell each other anything, no matter what but apparently i have the wrong end of the stick. I've realised there are TWO groups of friends.
The ones who will tell you when you fuck up, tell you if your ass looks big and be there through everything and the ones who act like you can do no wrong then bitch you out when your back is turned.
It's safe to say, i'm weeding out one of those groups.
No bets on which.
Last night i realised i can be SO happy with the life i have and the people i surround myself with these days. A good bunch of boys and birds.
Someone super close to me told me last night the reason they think a lot of girls have issues with me. They reckon i have a pretty desirable relationship with a lot of my male friends, no drama and no late night booty calls, just great friendships, something apparently a lot of girls would kill to have.
Something to ponder for sure.
:]
xoxo
Friday, 19 June 2009
Things i love friday
This weeks Things i love Friday is sponsered by Liam Neeson's particular set of skills in the movie Taken.Liam Neeson is a close second to Gary Oldman for my hottest silver fox award, but Gary just pips to the post because to be fair, Sirius Black. Oh man. If you haven't seen this film i suggest you do it reminds me a lot of Man On Fire, if Denzel had kicked half as much as as Neeson, he takes NO shit. I swear.
Transformers tonight. Can't wait. Review winging its way to this blog when i get home from the movies, however i must warn you that the chances of me bad mouthing anything about this movie is pretty slim. I just fucking LOVE Transformers., And Shy the Beef, And Megan "95% legs" Fox
This week's honourable mentions are:
Liam Neeson, my pasta cooking skills, Rb's cute nicknames for me, Boyhalf giving me a weeks supply of Prawn Cocktail crisps since i'm an addict, Prison rules football, Thinking the singer in A Skylit Drive was a girl, Clearer the Sky's comeback, Finally having a working phone, Daleoncye, Fergowans, Planning my tattoo for next month and actual following it through this time, TNT show, Speaking french to police officers, Miss V's Ice Cream dress, Deaf porn, Power Thirst.
Songs of the week
Alexisonfire - Emerald Streets
Enter Shikari - Zzzonked
Katy Perry - Waking Up In Vegas
Jack's Mannequin - Swim
Thursday, 4 June 2009
I wanna love like Johnny and June.
"Oh there's something 'bout a man in black, Makes me want to buy a cadillac, Throw the top back, And roll down to Jackson town."
You know there's really something there when the person you're with can drive you stir crazy up the wall and you still get tummy bumps at the thought of them.
Love can be incredible and horrendous simultaneously.
The weekend we said Happy Twenty Faux birthday to Vic, partied like tramps and checked out the new Klub ( i decided drinking straight gin with a slice of lime was a good choice).
This weekend made me realise just how much i love drunken heart to hearts, even if you talk utter nonsense for the entire time you feel at the time you are saying some profound shit. I had several of these lately, and it seems i'm becoming the "go-to" girl for people's problems,, i always thought i was pretty crappy at advice but turns out i can be quite sound about it.
Saturday was a buh-bye to E's party flat and i don't really remember much about it, tears and tantrums was about all i can pick out from it all. I shouldn't drink Vodka it clearly makes me crazy.
The week has been a busy one too, checked out To Our Glorious Dead FINALLY and represented family, hit the pub hard with both RB and Boyhalf on different days and hung with the quadruple threat last night dancing to OMD, lusting after Andrew McCarthy and laughing so hard at Gonnella i thought i would die.
(pee ess props to Gonnella to introducing me to amaretto and coke. Winner at life.)
Some people think i've abandoned my pals, i think i've found the real ones.
xoxo
You know there's really something there when the person you're with can drive you stir crazy up the wall and you still get tummy bumps at the thought of them.
Love can be incredible and horrendous simultaneously.
The weekend we said Happy Twenty Faux birthday to Vic, partied like tramps and checked out the new Klub ( i decided drinking straight gin with a slice of lime was a good choice).
This weekend made me realise just how much i love drunken heart to hearts, even if you talk utter nonsense for the entire time you feel at the time you are saying some profound shit. I had several of these lately, and it seems i'm becoming the "go-to" girl for people's problems,, i always thought i was pretty crappy at advice but turns out i can be quite sound about it.
Saturday was a buh-bye to E's party flat and i don't really remember much about it, tears and tantrums was about all i can pick out from it all. I shouldn't drink Vodka it clearly makes me crazy.
The week has been a busy one too, checked out To Our Glorious Dead FINALLY and represented family, hit the pub hard with both RB and Boyhalf on different days and hung with the quadruple threat last night dancing to OMD, lusting after Andrew McCarthy and laughing so hard at Gonnella i thought i would die.
(pee ess props to Gonnella to introducing me to amaretto and coke. Winner at life.)
Some people think i've abandoned my pals, i think i've found the real ones.
xoxo
Monday, 18 May 2009
A safety buzz and some cheap red wine...
My friend Jamielee took this photo of myself and RB on Friday. I think it's rare to capture a moment of true unposed happiness on film. But best pals are what make my world steady.when everything else seems to be stuck on the mental setting.(I have also come to notice just how tiny my hands look holding a big glass.)
Lately i've not been sleeping much. Tossing, yes. Turning, oh for sure, but actually enjoying sweet slumber? I should be so lucky....it's biblical how fucked my sleep can be......I guess i should count myself lucky i'm not sleeping alone. My partner in spooning related crime is way cooler than the sandman anyway.
xoxo
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