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Monday, 26 July 2010

This is gonna take you a week to recover from


So I'm sitting here on the bedroom floor eating an apple listening to my favourite song by the boss* waiting for the best friend after what can only be described as a pretty banging weekend.


What made it so banging I hear you ask?

I took part in my FIRST ever drinking game at a flat gathering for Gemma got told I looked like 21 which I found extremely flattering.

Then on Sunday I rekindled my love for Eminem & Meatloaf which seems a very odd combination but hey it works seriously give it ago. Then I went and watched Probie do the race for life along with Courts was pretty banging not so many phitties this year though :'( then off to the Ben & Jerry's Sundae On The Common. Now that was amazing. Free ice cream all day fairground rides a giant man on stilts who proclaimed that 'he wasn't google' and some amazing bands even Dad was bopping away. And there was some phittys there wandering around in just their pants! But it was for a good cause though - Pants To Poverty (enter shameless plugging) they work kinda like fair trade but they raise their money through selling pants and use that to try and stop poverty name really says it all.

This was one of the very phit almost naked people -they were giving away free hugs you see I couldn't help myself.
Even the tube ride home was funny discussing the trials and tribulations of dance music all I wanted to do was see the sign then some man was like are you talking to me it took all my strength not to say 'mate you're not DiNero'.

Now my feet hurt but at least I wont take a week to recover unlike some people.
As always
Much Love
StephanieJade
x
*If you don't know who the boss is then shame on you - He is Bruce Springsteen and the song is Cover Me

Thursday, 22 July 2010

Maybe this should be the other way round.

'Dumb girls crave smart men its the whole Marylin Monroe - Arthur Miller syndrome'

Except in my case I think im the smart one (Im reading the times as I write this!) even though I do lower my brain cell count through heavily moderated drinking and rubbish American versions of Jeremy Kyle and the men on my distant horizon are really quite dumb. Is this just me trying to make myself look and feel popular? Or me trying to compensate for the fact that the smart men I fancy wouldn't even give me a second glance if I was on fire?

Anyways SUMMERRRRR!!!!!

Schools finally out we were one of the last schools in our borough to be let out I mean the boys version of ours was let out last friday as was our 'partner' school this takes the piss. What do they think we're gonna do if we're all let out together cause a riot and crash the local high street? Or don't they trust us girls with two boys schools, they let the nun school down the road out with them so why not us?
But hey its all over cant believe next year will (hopefully) be my last in sixth form and at Car Girls sad times :( but thats not confirmed till august this & next year then its off to university which should be a bit of a giggle.
But till then its time do get a lot of reading done the endless nights on faceybook the shitload of research for both chem and history the constant film watching it should be fun as the tan will get topped up the brain cells shall steadily decline who really cares you only live once and thats the bottom line in my book.

As Always
Much Love
StephanieJade
x

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

The end of this old train journey

Ok so its the end of the school year finally my heart sings with joy.
Its been a bit of a maniac one as quite a few of y'all can contest, we've had people come and go the fights the giggles and what not.
So lets hope that next year (our final one eek!) is just as good and give it a decent shot

Good god that sounded soooo cheesy but hey has to be said.


As always
Much Love
StephanieJade
x

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

Letters from the sky..

I sit here looking out watching the rain fall down my window like tears falling from the sky carving lines through the earth as if it was a face. Your face.

Its times like this that i wish i was snuggled up with you with a cup of tea watching the flowers we carefully planted be beaten down by the heavy rainfall.

However thats not possible is it but how i wish it was.

I miss you nana i dont think it say enough but i do. Everytime it rains so hard that it drenches you from the inside out. Everytime i see a crazy pink coat. Everytime i see the infinity symbol i wish you could have lived for ever or just see me and us now. Everytime.

This is my letter to you in the sky.
StephanieJade
x

Monday, 12 July 2010

Dear John

Hey
Ok so your stuck between us three. Dont facking lie you stupid arse. You still love her she may not want to be with him any more and used mine and her lips to 'console' yourself i mean theres no accounting for taste. But that doesnt excuse the way you treated her during the aftermath. Yes i may have got in there first by asking whether or not our 'moment' actually meant anything and willingly accepted the response. Not that it meant much to me anyway just a way to let off some steam really. Telling her that you werent interested and that it flat out meant nothing to you. That would have been ok had it been from you not from the woman who claims to want bugger all to do with you.
I thought you were nice and not like the other guys we hang with but was i wrong of course thats whats got me into shit so maybe im not as good a judge of charecter as i thought.
I would use some certain words to describe how you made her feel but ima gonna tell you one thing you made her run straight back into his arms and i swear when that all goes to pot like it will as thats a fire that needs to burn out fast and hard and i get the full brunt of it i will be blaming you and your loved up arse.
She will never be yours again so your love is un-fucking-requited and so while it will hurt please whatever you do dont you dare hurt us or our relationship because then i will come down on your arse so hard you wont know what fucking hit you.

As always.
Much Love
StephanieJade
x

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Crisis

He's just the person you need when your having a cricketing crisis.
Ok so all you've done is lost two wickets so no your having a fucking crisis. Come back when the Bangladeshi's have caused a middle order collapse because once Collingwood goes the rest of your batting order will fall like flies after you've attacked them with bug spray.
Maybe Nasser that should be your new style of commentary for everything or just leave it all to Bumble,Gower,Beefy&Lloyd and only chip in the occaisonal annecdote from your days as england captain.
Much Love
StephanieJade
x
P.S two posts in one day i have to go to hell to check the temprature so might not be back for a while
P.P.S does anyone know when the next flight to michigan is (hehehe)

Steal My Romance

Speak to me
I'm hanging on your words.
Give to me
The love that I deserve.
But still you're going to hold your tongue
And torture me by playing dum.
Have you no idea what you've done
And what you're doing still.

Every word you say, kills me and steals my romance.
Every vacant stare that you throw at me steals my romance.

No more lies.
No more here nor there.
The time has come
To show me that you care.
But still you're going to turn in me.
And bring me down onto my knees.
Have you no idea just how to please me?
I just want to breathe.

Every word you say, kills me and steals my romance.
Every vacant stare that you throw at me steals my romance.
Never here nor there you just stand there and steal my romance.
Every hallow prayer when you kneel down and steal my romance


This at the moment is how i feel about you and no matter how much i attempt at changing this fucker that sits there nestled in the corner of my cold god forsaken heart its never ever going to actually happen. YOU have stolen all the romance im ever going to have everything always refers back to you and your silly orange dutch arse!
I even promised myself not to blog about you yet here i am sitting all alone surounded by flaming drangnfly fairy lights so im not even blogging the right way in a cool american coffee shop with a fit barista nabbing their free wi-fi like i could anyway all my confidence around the fit blokes has dwindled away now its just the fuck it im going in approach which gets me burnt like fucking toast.
I find myself thinking about in every situation and refering back to you in every single waking moment in my life you're going to turn me into a cat lady version of havisham whose hopes were dashed a the moment the shiny nokia express music phone proclaimed in white lettering im dumping your arse im outta here.

Wow sorry about that
As always
Much Love
StephanieJade
x

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Fear

What am i fearful of?
Polysterene?
Dying alone?
Never being loved?
The world changing and leaving me behind?
Making a fool of myself trying to talk my way into a prefect job with badly recived jesus jokes?
Actually im afraid of all of those, but what im most afraid of in my life is failing my parents.
While yes i most likely am going to university but not to do what they want making lots of money and having everything they never had.
I am a history geek through and through always have always will be and law is nothing more than a hobby after all it was churchill who said ' find a job you love and you'll never work again'
But fear is a bloody good motivator but i dont think i can bring myself to deny me the fun i find in learning about the past, and while no i dont have clue how a history degree will create oppourtunites later on but do know what i'll cross that bridge when i come to it.
Fear roughly translates as Fuck Everything And Run. So thats exactly what im going to do right into the arms of my first love. History.

As Always
Much Love
StephanieJade
x