Nomatron!

Buffet Island is AWESOME.

‘Nuff said.

Today, my boyfriend took me out for a meal at Buffet Island. Tummy is still full. It was really nice, just the two of us. And of course, the food was delicious. Yummm… I wish I had another piece of cake…Damnit, it was orgasmic!

Unfortunatley, I couldn’t enjoy it to the full, becauuuuse, I had a really bad stomach alllll day. It was NOT pleasant. I’m sure I could have fit in more food if I hadn’t had it.

We walked back from the resturaunt…it was really nice. Though Adam put his foot in his mouth and said something stupid but I forgive him because I love him and hes pretty good at saying one thing and meaning another. Lol!

Some twat threw a firework down on to the main road. Ad got so worried and protective of me. So what he said 10 minutes before got pushed to the back of my head. He had just prooven that what he meant to say just came out wrong.

But still, I can’t help feeling really bad…we came back to mine and I’m just getting progressivley more clingy. All of my skin tingles at the slightest touch and kisses felt more sensual but most certainly not sexual. Everything was more gentle and romantic. Just when I thought the other day was the peak. I guess the sky really is the limit, eh.

Part of me feels really lonely though. I really don’t understand why, because I’m far from alone. Maybe its a case of too much of a good thing. But again, I could be wrong. I feel depressed and to be quite honest, I feel rather sinister and kinda feel the urge to slump back in to my old ways of self harm and stuff but I really don’t wanna go down that road again. I can’t do that to the people I care about. They love me and it isn’t fair on them. Especially Adam and my parents and of course, my friends who support me so much. If it wern’t for them, I would not have gotten my life back. I’d still be struggling to just walk around the house, living in my pjs, heart leaping out my chest at the thought of talking with people, and most certainly petrified of leaving the house. So its really beggining to piss me off that I’m feeling so crappy right now. I know we all have bad days but I’ve just had amazing evening with the one I love! What the hell is wrong with me?!

Happy Birthday?

Or not?

Today. Well…I guess its classed as yesterday, now. Was my friend Jess’s 17th Birthday. A differen’t Jess. I have 2 friends called Jess. JD and JW. This one is JD.

She decided to have a birthday party. Lets just say chaos ensued and its all Simon’s fault. From now on, if anything happens, its Simon’s fault. We decided. Lulz.

Jess had a panic attack, had to stop her from falling down the stairs. ‘Rish stepped on glass that came from God knows where. And it set Jess off. Bless her, never had a panic attack before, well not like that, at least. I’ve had them all the time but I tend to remember them nowadays and they’re not that bad. Jess couldn’t really remember what happened. It was a pretty bad one. Poor thing bless her. ‘Rish, Jasmine and I were so worried for her. We had to clear the party out and sort everything but I was more worried bout Jess tbh. She started falling asleep on the bucket she was sick in, had to grab it from her and put her to bed. Eventful evening! Then we cleared up and I went home.

Good times, eh! Such is life I guess. Jess is fine now.

Backdated

Okay, so I backdated a few posts. Tried to keep them nice and short. Which makes a change for me. :3

Differen’t things are going to have differen’t posts. So if I have several things in a day to write about, that aren’t of the same type, they’ll go in differen’t posts, just in case you’re only interested in a certain topic.

Ohhh poopy…

…fiddlesticks and the like.
I’ve gone and done it again, haven’t I? With the lack of updatingness. -_- This is how I suck, yo.
I shall backdate posts mebbe, if I can be bothered…after I update…if there is any point. :3
I’ve…confused myself. Not difficult, admittedly.

Zomg wtf?

A Somalian who says he is 112 years old has tied the knot with a teenage girl aged 17.

Ahmed Muhamed Dore already has 13 children by five wives. Now he wants more with his new bride, Safia Abdulleh, who is young enough to be his great-great-granddaughter.

The couple are from the same village in Somalia.

“Today God helped me realise my dream,” the BBC reported Mr Dore as saying after the ceremony. “I didn’t force her, but used my experience to convince her of my love, and then we agreed to marry.”

The bride’s family said she was “happy with her new husband”.
The family said thats what she said..but errr…nothing from the bride herself? Humm…also, isn’t the used his experiance to convince her of his love just another way of saying he groomed her to get her tits out and have his babies?

Sauce: http://news.uk.msn.com/odd-news/article.aspx?cp-documentid=150535754&vv=700

Moar Shooting?

Bang, bang! Good stuff!

So I went out and shot Adam and I again, got a few nicer shots. Also shot Hayleigh and I and also, Jessica. Good stuff. Makes me sad that they’re not more confident in themselves though, they’re all like “omg, I look awful” and other derogatory comments regarding themselves on photos when they look fantastic, in my own opinion, I may be biased as I love them very much, however, that is what I honestly believe. Silly women. Wait. Wut? :p

Some of the new photos are up on my deviantART. Enjoy!

Ahha, drama llamas

Its hillarious how people feel the need to get involved in other peoples business and try and make it 10 times more dramatic and just cause trouble. People have issues. Haha.

Next door are driving me insane. I think their parents are away? When they’re slamming doors, running up and down the stairs like fairy elephants, shouting and screaming, at 3am on a fucking weekday when I’m trying to sleep, it pisses me off. Just a little bit. Ya know?

Also woo. Go me with the effort to try keep things short and sweet now. :3

Shooting the Boyfriend

Went out today. Shot the boyfriend and I, together.
Was great fun. Been feeling pretty shitty but it cheered me up. I was sad that he decided to play the PS2 and go early though. Wanted some cuddle time tbh but can do that tomorrow.
All the shots came out kinda grainy. Low light. Had to use an iso of 1600 and a 10/sec shutter speed…not the best really…but we’ll do it again some time. Its awesome when your boyfriend puts up with your photography quirks.

Next time we shoot, I’ll type up more detail, but I have to write about the rest of todays events and my intense migrane tells me to stop here for now. The few results are on my FB with two shots up on my dA. http://talei.deviantart.com

Saying which. I applied for the Conceptual Photography Gallery Moderator position at dA…wish me luck!

Bleh?

Thats probably the best way to describe how I feel right now. Its really hard to explain how I’m feeling. But what I do know is that its not very good at all. Feeling mildly nostalgic…and yet sad and lonely, despite not being alone. Its weird. I can’t even explain it…blehhhhh. Its really fucking stupid and I can’t put my finger on why. I think its hormones. Or at least thats what I’m hoping. It doesn’t feel like its just “one of those days” Gahh…its driving me mad. Can’t seem to perk myself up at all. Can’t laugh or smile. I was looking on failblog and stuff earlier and forced myself to laugh but I felt nothing. Kinda empty. Stupid emoness. Arg. ;-; Meh. Such is life I guess?

Crepe? Mille crepe?

I have the urge to make crepes. I dunno though. We’re lacking  in the whole….plain flour department. Can’t use self raising flour. XD That’d be a weird as hell crepe…damnit. I want to try that now….I blame it on Yumiero Pattissier. They were cooking crepes as well as choux cremes…but I don’t like choux cremes… I DO however like proffita rolls. And I eated… lets say a few too many, last night, sharing with my father. Haha. Nom!

Crepes seem easy to make…but they’re actually not. I know. XD If the batter is wrong, it’ll taste crap. If you under-fry it, it’ll taste crap…though its hard to under fry it. XD If you burn it…ofc, it’ll taste crap.  Its quite easy to burn and not get to spread accross the pan properly. Well…it isn’t if you’re a pro or are used to making crepes…but I’m not. XD I’m a nublet who is only good at cooking stuff from packets or baking cake[s]