» Pet Peeves

Bowie
I love David Bowie. I love him so much. I'm 20 years old so my first encounter with Bowie was in the film Labyrinth. At that moment (about 14 years ago) I fell in love.

Even if you don't like his music you cannot deny that the stuff he wrote is seminal, thus deserving a good degree of respect.

So when discussing music with an 18 year old punk lover it nearly broke my heart to hear him say that Bowie's music is just 'spaceman shit'.
Oh. My. Science.
Bowie may as well have invented punk, you little ignorant shit head! If it weren't for Bowie there might not BE punk as we know it!

Also, I hate spitting. If you're gonna do it, please do it discreetly! Don't do a massive loud hock-up and fire your yellow blacmange at my feet just as I'm walking past you, you filthy filth-monger. YUCK!
(Tue 6th May 2008, 14:57, More)

» Kids

i've got lots of younger cousins
and my youngest cousin is about 3 and his older sister is about 6.
This little girl used to be the most spoilt little shit imaginable before her brother was born. I really didn't like her even though she was the cutest thing ever. She's half Finnish so spoke a mixture of Finnish and English and if me or one of my sisters said hello to her or tried to give her a hug she'd scream "Aiti! Aiti!" (i think it means mummy in Finnish, correct if wrong).
It was always Aiti! Aiti! Aiti! God, it was annoying!
Then her little brother was born with a cleft palette and the most amazing transformation came over her. Because all the attention was focussed on her little brother she completely changed. The first time I saw her since her brother was born she ran to give me a massive hug - I was speechless!
And now, whenever she comes to England, she is my little buddy and I take her for rides in my car and it's great.
And she's such an awesome sister too. Her brother can't speak very well but she understands everything he says and she lets someone know if he needs something.
He is the sweetest boy ever. He thinks he's spiderman and he's always got a smile for everyone he sees.
My little Finnish moomin trolls. I love them.
(Tue 22nd Apr 2008, 0:33, More)

» Being told off as an adult

fuck off bitch!
on a drunken holiday in prague, a bunch of us were (drunkedly and loudly) making our way down to the square to go to a club.
en route we bumped into some other friends going in the opposite direction - squealing, shouting and laughing commenced (we were all girls) as we stopped to say hi.
now, in prague there is a law that says that loud public noise is illegal. Also, the locals hate the piss heads that come to prague for stag/hen/student holidays.
We were standing underneath a balcony chatting and being loud (it was also 1am) when all of a sudden - *splash*! And we all started screaming!
Some bitch who was living in the apartment above where we were was obviously pissed off so had flung a bucket of water all over us.
I don't know why she thought that would make us be quiet cos we were all hysterical. Someone shouted, 'Fuck off you bitch!!'
Then, we should have known, a second bucket of water was thrown and like a bunch of wet, shrieking banshees we fled.
(Wed 26th Sep 2007, 14:29, More)

» Phobias

chalk
I hate it!! Thinking about its chalky dustiness makes me shiver and puts my teeth on edge.
If I'm watching a film and someone is writing on a blackboard I have to cover my ears.
I was so glad when they invented marker boards.

I did an A level in fine art and we had to do lots of charcoal drawings. These were very, VERY hard for me.
I believe that's the reason I got a C.
(Fri 11th Apr 2008, 13:12, More)

» Shit Stories: Part Number Two

talking about poo
my boyfriend and I talk about poo loads. We've been together for 3.5 years and living together for 1.5. If we had never dared to fart in front of each other or discuss poo then I fear that we wouldn't be together today.

Once, in Berlin, my boyfriend nearly shat himself on the subway. He got to a toilet JUST in time.
Recently, I nearly shat myself on the way home from a party. We had to keep stopping in the street so that I could stop shaking and find the strength and courage to hold it in and make it home.
It's things like this that make us love each other more because we understand that we're only HUMAN. In the beginning, obviously wanting to make a good impression, I held my farts in and suffered horrible stomach aches as a result. But it just became too much to handle so now my guffs are free to fly (but because I'm a girl they don't smell, yay!) and my boyfriend loves me more than ever.
(although maybe that's because I'm a sexy girl, my boobs are perfect, i cook him dinner and sex him enough to keep him happy...who knows.)
(Thu 27th Mar 2008, 16:16, More)