Thursday, 30 September 2010
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Little girl: Are those real cakes?
My absolute darling Irish boy Chris... the other Irish boy... wanted some cupcakes for his friend Beccy's birthday. He'd been a general boy and rubbish at communication and hadnt seen her in a while so wanted to make it up and what better way...
3 white choc & raspberry
3 vanilla stuffed with nutella
Friday, 17 September 2010
Well today is a good day.
Because... today it fits. If anything... Its kinda loose.
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
I am doing this because.... Its something to write about ain't it.
I was losing the will to live blog wise. And I didn't know what to put - no offence - so when I saw this I thought well may as well. Now. I don't know if anyone actually even frickin looks at it as it may be as boring as watching paint dry but hey, I'm making the effort aren't I.
Thought you could learn some more about me. And I could learn some more about people who are doing it. Haven't even had chance to look though yet. So that makes me the wanker.
But I will.
I thought I may be able to get rid of some of my stress/ anger/ upset whatever there is inside this silly brain of mine.
Lynsey Quincifer Wilkins!!!
Are you reading this?!?! I got your FB message but I only clocked it on my ipod phone as I was leaving the house in a rush and then I forgot and I am trying to get it at work but my phone is a complete pile of dog shit so will not connect to the Internet unless there's a wireless connection I can connect to. So I will look later on and reply!
I will now know if anyone reads this...
Your iPhone says it has free Internet right? Well mine does anyhow... but for some reason it now will no longer connect. Am I supposed to ring Orange? And tell them? Am I being robbed?
I. Think. My. Friends. Are. Wonderful.
In fact. Not enough said....
Welll.... You're lucky today as my bag is always full of shit. But only the other day did I get so embarrassed of everything flying across the room, like tampons, bits of old tissue, old receipts, hairbands, nail varnishes, manky bits of old eye pencils, coins... you know the gumph... when I tried to find my purse that I actually had a wee tidy up and removed most things I didn't need.
I have about 100 handbags and I swap and change all the time so you can most likely guarantee that;
a. If I have lost something I will no doubt find it somewhere in one of 100 handbags.
b. If I counted all the loose change from my 100 handbags I would have about £10.
and c. I'm the girl to go to for that all important emergency tampon.
But like I say today... You're OK.
This is all you're getting...
Roll of Sellotape.
Credit Card Bill.
Extra slim filter tips.
Pot o' Carmex .
Rimmel base coat.
Red rimmel nail varnish.
Benefit lip gloss.
Staedtler fine liner pen.
Car & house keys.
Staff discount card.
Work swipe card.
Bit of tissue.
Oh that's quite a lot.
Think its better than the other day when there was all of the above... plus a net book. diary. speakers for said net book. pritt stick. variety of coloured paper. small dog. my grandma. That kind of thing.
I was actually going to do this on the date it was due and I was sat at my laptop at the boy's house whilst he played on his PS3...
I actually said to him... what do you think makes me different to everybody else... and he just sat there and said he couldn't think of anything. So I thought "oh".
Is it wrong to be disappointed (if not a little upset) by that??
I tried to think myself though and I didn't know either. I have always thought I was but I can't tell you why? I suppose if there is someone else out there that goes hyper after dinner on a Sunday... please let me know... once I just lay on the kitchen floor laughing like an idiot. Once I had been out for lunch with the girls and I was lying in the back of the car on the way home with my legs out of the window... yelling at passing cars and pedestrians... that kind of thing.
I also sometimes go a bit mad at home... you know like forward rolls from my bedroom to the bathroom. Mad dancing. Silly voices. That kind of thing.
Maybe I have lost all that? I want to be silly and fun still? Maybe he thinks I am boring.
Maybe I am....
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
Monday, 6 September 2010
My name is Charlotte. I am mostly called Char... This is because it is short for it and people are lazy but i like it!
Also... some people call me Bitsy... Mostly people that don't know me but only know me through Facebook where it is my name. So I suppose you cant blame them really.
But that's all. Uninteresting... Bring on tomorrows prompt!
Cheers Beers. xxx
Sunday, 5 September 2010
This one was quite difficult I think... As I listen to all sorts... Ok. Lets think...
Happy - Transylvania - Mcfly... Anything by Mcfly! I love them. Actually LOVE THEM.
Sad - Looking back on Today - The Ataris. Why is it that when you feel sad you just listen to stuff that makes you feel a wee bit sadder? A form of self harm? Who knows. This one is pretty and the lyrics are lovely and it just makes me cry harder. Nice one.
Bored - Skid Row (downtown) - Little Shop Of Horrors Soundtrack. I could listen to anything when I am bored... And being as I like singing I will listen to anything to sing along to. Musicals kick ass!
Hyped - Lo Fi Fnk - City. This song just gives me so much energy and I could just dance around all day... The whole album in fact is awesome. Check them out!
Mad - Siberian Kiss - Glassjaw. Actually the whole "Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Silence" album. Its so heavy and lyrical and awesome and amazing. And you can scream it.
Day 11 - Another picture of you and your friends
Day 12 - How you found out about blogger and why you have one
Jeeeezzz. I dont even remember it was over a year ago I think now... I remember thinking I wanted to put my cake pictures somewhere and write down bits and bobs and I think I googled blog and this came up. I remember being very proud of myself for having an "area" of the internet that was all mine and it was all nice and special. I remember the feeling and I remember the feelings I had about other things at the time and I remember the house and the smells and all that.
How weird. I havent even thought about that. In fact when I read through the old posts I feel sad as things have changed so much since then and some not for the better I dont think. I dont know. I dont like to read the old posts. Nostalgia huh. Sometimes such a bastard.
Day 13 - A letter to someone who has hurt you recently
I know its not your intentions and maybe its mostly me too I dont know. But I am hurting and all I want is for you to make it better. I feel like i have lost you. I have lost the friend I fell in love with. I have lost the guy I care about so much. It seems like yesterday that we hung out all the time sharing laughs and secrets and now a days I feel like a distant memory to you. Thats just around.
I know things have gotten complicated between us and I know it has always been me that has felt more than I should for you. But you have always known that and yet we still got carried away. Maybe I should have been strong enough to say no... but even to this day I cant resist. How could I? End of the day... the way I feel about you and then I get to be so close to you and feel like its just me and you against the world.... Feel wanted... Feel loved.... Even if it is just for the night.
It makes me a glutton for punishment I know. And I guess all in all it is MY fault. I really really should say no. But thats not the issue. The issue is the feeling of you distancing yourself from me and pushing me away.
Being mean to me to make me not want to be around you. Thing is little do you know the more you try to push me away the more I want to fight back.
I just want my friend back. I want the old times. I know things change. But I dont want it to. I want to look for christmas trees with you and I want to cuddle up to you when we watch fireworks. I adore winter with you more than you could ever know and just writing this brings tears to my eyes as I am not sure it will ever be the same.
Thing is I dont understand why. Its ridiculous. I am embarrassed for being so blind and writing it down I can totally see how stupid it sounds... You just want to turn around and say "No Char thats not what I want. Ever." Whereas I cant see it. I just cant see it. I basically see the friends we are/were and the other stuff that goes on and I dont see why we cant put it together and be happy.
That is all.
Please dont push me away. Just talk to me.
All my love xxx
Day 14- A picture of you and your family
Gran, Me, Auntie Helen, Cousin Thomas, Cousin Grace, Daddy, Brother Joel & Mom.
Day 15- Put you ipod on shuffle: first 10 songs that play
Listen - Beyonce
The River - Bruce Springsteen
You dont have to say you love me - Dusty Springfield
Summer Rain - Belinda Carlisle
I slept with someone in Fall Out Boy and all I got was this stupid song written about me - Fall Out Boy
I dont care - Shakespeares Sister
I see You, You see me - The Magic Numbers
Screamager - Therapy?
Raintown - Deacon Blue
Objects in the rearview Mirror - Meatloaf
Day 16- Another picture of yourself
Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
i always wanted to swap lives with Brigitte Marquardt from Girls of the Playboy Mansion. Just because she was soooo lovely and so pretty and so nice and lived in the Playboy Mansion!!! I always got the impression that anyone that would live in the Playboy Mansion would be a complete whore and not ever someone I could imagine swapping lives with but I think they did pretty good when they aired that programme as it did show a real side to such a glamourous lifestyle. And I am sure that anyone that watched it would know that Bridge is so sweet and you almost automatically fall in love with her. So her.
Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
Right now... nothing. I have no inspiration. sorry. I know thats not what you are supposed to say.
The other day I nearly crashed the car. Head on collision at 70mph. And all I could think was I couldnt kill Kam... She had only just come back from travelling. didnt think anything about me. So dont expect any goals/dreams/plans.