BirthdayBlog

It was my 19th birthday yesterday. It feels VERY weird being that age for a number of reasons. I'm also pretty freaked out that in less than a year I'm going to be 20.

I had a party in the house yesterday. I thought it was rather awesome. Guys dressed as girls and girls dressed as guys (although only 2 girls actually bothered). I had a dinosaur birthday cake. There's a picture of it up there ^ It's not a very clear picture, but it was a pretty awesome cake! I think the dinosaur's head is in the freezer bit of the fridge. I might try eating it later. I wonder what frozen icing is like... I hope I don't kill me teethies on it! People got pretty wankered. Four of us went to Tesco at like 4:30am and really quite enjoyed ourselves! We played singstar and concluded that I'm pretty unbeatable! Which is weird, because I can't sing! XD We watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show too, which is always a good thing to do! I had a cleaning spree in the middle of the night. Watched Titanic. Heh, yeah... Good party! XD We seriously pissed off my neighbours though. We were outside in the garden smoking at about 2:30am, when the dude that lives next door came out and started being a twat. Kinda worried though, because we have the same landlord and I'm probably completely screwed if he tells the landlord!

It was a good birthday. Well, the morning wasn't too good because I pissed off my family by being honest about my presents. I actually really liked my presents... I just wasn't completely satisfied with them at first and because I hate lying to people about anything, people got pissed off because I was a bit too honest when I was asked if I like them. I really do like my presents though! Kinda wish my grandmother had bought  me the £60 hoodie she was going to get me. I would have got it if I hadn't said I specifically didn't want clothes for my birthday! =/
-And no, I'm not a selfish bitch. I don't really care about how much people spend and all that jazz... The reason I wasn't satisfied was because of shit like my bag not having a zip, my purse being too expensive when you can get nicer ones for a cheaper price and not seeing the point in people buying expensive makeup. Just had to add that because I realised the above paragraph came out a bit wrong and made me look mean.

Anyhow... HoobletoodledooOO!

The Coat.

I've just rediscovered this coat. I got it when I was like 13. It's a mens coat and it was absolutely massive on me then. I stopped wearing it because I realised it looked completely ridiculous. However, it isn't so huge on me anymore, so I've decided that at some point in the near future I'm going to customise it and make it look more feminine. I love the coat (don't ask why!), so if I make it so it doesn't look quite as bad, It'll be awesome! =D

I haven't customised any clothes for a very long time. I'm really looking forward to it. I can't wait to have a 'new' coat. It'll also be frickin' awesome to have something to do with my time rather than watch films, go online and look after a baby. I have so many ideas about what I would like to do to it. It'll be like a little project. =]

Anyhow, I've decided I hate painting my nails green (even though it's the colour I paint them most often). When it all chips and stuff, the skin under the nail varnish goes all yellowy and makes me look like I have the fingernails of a 60 year old smoker. Yeah, I smoke... but I don't smoke enough to have yellow nails!

That will be all. =]

Helena, gardens and masturbation.

I've just been to see Alice In Wonderland. It was great... apart from the fact that HELENA BONHAM CARTER WAS NOT HOT! It was the first time I've watched a film with her in it and not been drooling all the way through. I fucking loved that film (despite the lack of hot Helena).

I think I'm moving house on Monday. Might not be Monday though, but I think it is. I can't wait to have a garden... but the house is tiny and a bit of a shithole... but still... IT HAS A GARDEN! I've never had a garden in my life apart from when I lived with my mum for a while.

I took Morrissey to the vets earlier. He needed his teeth clipping because they were getting super-long. The vet said 'that should help with his mastication'. It made me burst out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter (because it sounded like masturbation for the benefit of anyone who's not dirty minded enough to realise that). The vet gave me a really weird look. He didn't seem to understand why I was laughing. The other vetty person in the room was biting her lip as though she was trying to stop herself laughing. She obviously understood why it was amusing. It was the funniest thing that had happened for a while. Every time I think about it I start giggling again. XD

But yes, byebye! =]

Ranty rant...

I think I need to rant.

There's a group on facebook called something like 'join if you were born in the 1990s and don't have a kid or are pregnant'. Obviously I couldn't join! I'm not offended by the group at all, but reading some of the comments made me need to rant. Firstly, it's apparently only chavs that get pregnant under the age of twenty... that's news to me... I wouldn't exactly call myself a chav! XD Secondly, apparently only fat girls who get pregnant. I may be fat now, but that's the result of having been pregnant! I wasn't fat before! Thirdly, people who get pregnant at a young age are all sluts. I'm not a slut. I know anyone can say that, but I'm really not a slut! Fourthly, I read that all teenage mums are skanks who can't bring up their children properly. Ike is only 4 months old, so I haven't exactly brought him up yet, but I think I'll do a pretty good job at bringing him up. Fifthly, apparently most babies with young parents are brought up by their parent's parent. Ha! I can't see my mum doing that! Lastly, there was lots of bitching about young mums being on benefits. Yes, I'm on benefits, but it's not out of choice and to be honest, I'd rather bond with my baby before getting a job. I don't intend to stay on benefits forever and as soon as I can I'm going to get a job and go to college... I just need to work out what I want to do with my life.

There's nothing wrong with having a baby young. People shouldn't bitch about things they haven't experienced. It could happen to absolutely anyone. I didn't expect it to happen to me, but it did. To be honest, even though I didn't plan to get pregnant, having Ike was the best thing that ever happened to me. He's just so fucking awesome.

But yeah, SCREW ALL TEH JUDGEMENTAL BASTARDS!

=]

PROUDBLOG!

Today I did something big. I'm not going to be specific about it here because...well, people that don't know about stuff might read it! I did something I'd told myself I'd never do again. Something I was absolutely terrified of doing. It sounds like it was a bad thing, but I'm kind of at a point in my life where it's probably a good thing... No matter how many times I tell myself I shouldn't have done it. It was definitely a good thing... I think! Hopefully it will be beneficial.

Not only was it a big thing, but it was something I'd never done before. Yeah, I said earlier that I had told myself I'd never do it again, but there is an aspect of what I've done today that I've never done before. I'm actually very proud of myself. =]

Yeah, very scary, very stressful... but worthwhile... probably!

Heh yeah... most people who read this wont have a clue what I'm on about, but some people will! :P

PANCAKEDAYBLOG:PART2!

Last night J, my 11 year old cousin stayed at my flathousethingy. We had another pancake day! I know it was a couple of days late, but hey ho! This time I actually took some photos! =D

 

It started off quite well...

 

Then it started to go a little wrong...

 

The pancakes went all burnt and looked disgusting... They actually tasted quite nice!

 

We had lots of fun flipping them. I was a lot better at the whole flipping thing than J so I decided to a) give her a flipping lesson, and b) show off. Showing off was a bad idea. I was flipping stuff almost to the ceiling and it was going quite well until I simultaneously tried to flip a pancake really high and take a photo of the pancake at the same time. My concentration died and SPLAT...

Pancake mush on the floor! It happened twice! Personally I think I looks more like a brain than a blob of pancake mush... I ended up stepping in it and getting the steps outside covered in pancakeage.

I got a little pissed off at how wrong it was going so I kicked the bottom of the cooker...

 It broke... Luckily I managed to fix it. 

 

We made a lot of mess. The picture is of what I like to call 'pancake shavings'. I cleaned everything up though! It may have gone horribly wrong, but it was actually quite fun and even though the pancakes looked disgusting, they tasted rather yummy! I blame the fact that we used pancake mix... Making pancakes from scratch is a zillion and one times easier! I'm glad I didn't leave the room at all while we were making pancakes. J kept turning the gas thingy so if she had left it loads of gas would have gone into the room. WE COULD HAVE ACTUALLY DIEDED! Every time I noticed it I quickly had to search for my lighter and light the cooker (yeah, the thingy that makes a spark or whatever to make fire isn't working, so I have to use my lighter). I'm surprised my hands aren't completely frazzled as I had to do that quite a few times!


But yes, now I finally have pancake pics! =D

Shooting, mugs and snacks.

It's cold tonight. I'm glad I have a duvet downstairs that I can snuggle into.

I went shooting again today. Once again, I really enjoyed it. I'm not very good, but hopefully with practise I'll get better. While I was there I saw some unnecessary quotation marks. It amused me. It said something along the lines of 'Work party. (date) "All welcome".' It implies that not everyone is really welcome. I was going to take a photo of it, but unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me. I found it fucking hilarious!

When I got home I noticed that my auntie (who had been looking after Ike while I was out) had used my mug. I can't stand it when someone else uses the stuff I use. I have other stuff for other people to use. I didn't say anything about it to her because it would probably seem rude or something and she had just looked after my baby for two hours. I can never use that mug again now. I'm going to have to buy a new one tomorrow. No tea for me tonight! >.<

I'm struggling with the whole not eating crisps thing. I'm not sure what I can eat tonight. I used to snack on crisps a lot. I suppose I could just nom a block of cheese or something. =/