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a whole hour. that’s how long was spent telling my friend how i feel grown up all of a sudden and wondering when that happened. we had an indepth discussion regarding youngsters nowadays, how music originals were definitely the best and how sometimes you want to be able to chat when you’re in a bar. then i picked up guitar hero III, rocked out and all was well again. who wants to be grown up anyway?
background
saturday - attended xmas ball with a friend whose boyfriend was called adam. adam got a little drunk and ended up facedown led out in the gents toilet.
monday - went ice skating - updated facebook profile to say that i was an ice skating pro
the story
ok, now that i’ve given you the essentials, here’s the story. on monday i had a friend request from adam on facebook, he wrote on my wall about the ice skating and i responded saying “have you recovered?”. at this point he paid another visit to my wall and wrote “to what? the ice?” which led me to believe that saturday must have been even worse than i had imagined and they must have thrown a bucket of ice over him…. yikes!
before you know it, i’ve received an email from him telling me that i’m hot. how awkward has that situation become??? more than a little i know! so i decided to completely ignore it and respond to say that i was really worried about him at the weekend and thought at one point he might actually be dead, that was until he threw up over my best friend 
a couple of emails later he repeats himself, says he thinks i’m hot and he’d like to get together, so i decided i would have to deal with the situation. dealing with the situation for me, was responding to say that i would never do that to a friend, i thought he should review his actions etc… basically it was a bit of a rant.
5 minutes later, another email arrives. i read…
“i don’t have a girlfriend and i’ve never met you, i just saw your pic on facebook and thought you looked nice”
d’oh! it was totally not the guy i thought he was. in making that mistake, i’d ranted at him, told him all about the lower points of the weekend and insulted him a little too. nothing like making a good old mistake and hacking someone off.
i really hope that santa can forgive me for being a bad girl and deliver my wii under the tree
happy holidays!
returning from my best friend’s wedding, one of my other friends agreed to accompany me for the long journey home. i decided to go the whole hog and try to impress him with my questioning abilities - which went from super powers to which vegetable would you be, what would you take to a desert island etc… then it was time to release my beauty (my insides swelled with pride, i knew this was a good question)…
“if you had to lose sight or vision, which would it be?”
genius! genius i tell you! one that i will never live down! i love the fact that i’m not at all ditsy!
p.s. for all of the girls out there, here’s a pic of me with the bride, she was stunning… although she didn’t throw the bouquet - how do i ever stand a chance of meeting prince charming without catching the flipping bouquet?
having chatted with a friend at the weekend after a number of drinks, the usual chestnut otherwise known as the super power conversation arose…. so this leads me to ask if you could have any super power, like ANY super power in the world, what would it be?
for me, the simple answer is that it would be to see into the future so that i could prepare for situations and always make the right choices. don’t get me wrong, i don’t believe in regrets and all situations are learning curves. However, if we applied this super power to the miami sleazy 65 year old guy telling me his wife was into open relationships, i could have avoided that bar at all costs… just a thought!!!
it was argued that perfect timing would actually beat this super power, but i beg to differ. so go on, do share… what would be yours?
happy monday x
maybe it’s a mid-life crisis, maybe i just like hip hop, but either way, i really like kanye west (i say that with the clause that hip hop now makes up around 10% of the music that i listen to - call it maturing tastes). therefore when i saw that kanye was playing only an hour from where i live, i jumped straight on the interwebs and secured myself a ticket.
the big day finally came this week and alarm bells began to ring as soon as i drove past the venue to find a group of 12 year olds queuing at 3pm when the doors didn’t open until 6.30pm. instead of being envious that they were going to secure prime position, i was more concerned that they weren’t wearing coats, had over 3 hours to wait and should have been at school. at what point did i turn into my mum?
rather than joining the queue, i decided that a nice comfortable sofa in a nearby bar was a far better option and to be honest forgot the time and almost missed the performance altogether. when i did arrive, most of the 12 year olds (dressed way too hip, making me feel not only old but also straight laced) rushed straight into the performance hall, whilst i decided that my best option would be to try and blag myself into the vip area where there were ACTUAL seats that you could use to sit down… as i walked through with confidence, no one even thought to stop me, my perfect plan had worked!!
finally seated, beer in hand - i decided i needed to do something to integrate and become one of the “cool kids” rather than acting like their parents. i decided to demonstrate this by showing off my hip hop dance moves, well more moving side to side on the spot, and singing my heart out to all of the words from the song. all was going well until someone pointed out to me that he actually sings….
“i’m gonna get on mtv momma, i’m gonna put it down”
rather than…
“i’m gonna get an std momma, i’m gonna put it around”
let’s put it this way, had i had any street cred up until that point, i certainly didn’t after that. the pink glow that you see below is purely that from my cheeks 
happy sunday, m x
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