» Posh

Heh
I once went to Dorset (somewhere in England...I'm from Wales) so my friend could visit a guy who lived there and so we could go to Monkey World later (yay monkey's!!)
Anyway, whilst there I met the most posh person ever. This place seemed quite posh anyway, what with its mansion sized houses and sparkly clean pavements... but this guy was stupidly posh. His way of having fun was playing with cards and completing rubix cubes..
Not only was he posh but he was one of those horrid, stuck up English prats that think they're better than the Welsh
But this is one conversation that went on between him and my friend Beale.
Prat: Oh, so you're from Cardiff are you?
Beale: No, we're from Newport..
Prat: Ah well, there's only two places in Wales, Cardiff and the rest of Wales *cue snobbish laugh*
Beale: Well there's only two places in England...the place filled with the c**ts and the place filled with the rest of the c**ts.
*cue laughter from everyone else (even the other english people) and horrified look from prat*
Thankfully he didn't try offending us again.

Note: My hatred towards the english is only to the ones who think they are better than everyone else, I in fact have MANY english friends who I love and my boyfriend is english. I hope I didn't offend anyone with this post.
(Thu 15th Sep 2005, 13:58, More)

» I'm an expert

Stupid..
I'm an expert at saying really stupid stuff that either causes me to get laughed at or hated..
E.g. I'm in town wandering around when I see my friend Becky with some other people.
Becky: I'm annoyed, I need some new jeans but I'm too big for a size 14 and too small for a size 16.
Random guy: Well you could buy a size 16 and get a belt.
Me: Yeah, either that or you could get a size 14 and lose some weight..
*stares from everyone*


My defence is that I personally thought it was a good idea.
(Mon 27th Jun 2005, 10:08, More)

» Injured Siblings

Sibling love!
Me and my brother both very young. Playing a game of hockey (didn't have sticks so we used wooden baseball bats). Both go for the ball at same time. Equal strength causes ball to become stuck between our two bats. Both start pushing as hard as we can to try and win control of ball... Que my bat slipping and seeing as I was pushing REALLY hard it flew up into the air and smashed my brother full force in the head. Brother falls to floor unconscious. I run upstairs screaming.
He was okay in the end...
(Thu 18th Aug 2005, 17:30, More)

» Weird Traditions

Tunnels
It is traditional for me, my brother and certain friends to hold our breath whenever we drive through a tunnel and not breathe until we come out of it again.
One time we were going to Devon on holiday and on the way there was a really huge tunnel.
We didn't realise how long it was until we started feeling light headed...
(Tue 2nd Aug 2005, 10:18, More)

» Now, there was no need for that...

And I thought it would be fun...
I woke up one morning to my mam saying "You're neice is coming over for a visit today but me and your dad need to go shopping so you'll have to look after her for two hours" ..I think "Fair enough", get ready and when she has turned up (with her friend too) and my parents go off and leave me, I ask them what they would like to do. They said that they'd like to make some food so I said yes as it sounded fun. Basically, they got a giant saucepan and filled it with various crap (noodles, sausages, carrots, soy sauce), they cook it for a while and then dish it up. They then tell me that I have to eat some of it too..so being the good sport I am, I do. They end up force feeding me the majority of it whereas they only have one mouthful. It was foul. AND! To top it all off, I had to wash up but the stuff had burnt to the bottom of the "non-stick" pan and I stood there trying to scour it off for over half an hour. Next time they want food, I'll make it myself.
(Sun 19th Jun 2005, 15:23, More)