"you get two types of friends in life; the ones who are happy for you in whatever you do, who help you and advise you and appreciate you and would never question in doing so no matter how much effort it took or what time of night you need them the most, even if you don't text or see them everyday... they will always be your best and true friends. the others are jealous and bitter and sad inside and use you for what they will. they never genuinely do you a favour, truly stick up for you without snooping behind your back or appreciate you for your fun and quality time. you soon find out who's who. and don't feel bad when you find out, they were always like this... they were mean to take advantage of your naivity in the first place. you were just too kind to them to realise. these people are here to test us, and without them, we would never appreciate our true friends. i've got mine now, and i love them all. you were loved once too, but you selfishly threw it away like a chil not getting it's own way... your call."

nothing can make a person happier than knowing exactly where thier shits at.

i like him both ways :)

haha. RUDE!

but...

i sometimes forget how ridiculously wicked he is, and how much i would never ever be able to find such a personality in any one person on this planet. and how much i appreciate his constant efforts with me, even if i am the most confusing, twisted path walking, unpredictable emotioned thing he's ever mistakenly stumbled upon. i sometimes forget he's also the best friend i've ever had, the only person who has ever truly known me inside and out; eyebrow to pinky toe. i know i always forget to tell him how much i actually think about him, and let him know, cus works so busy and i've gotta put petrol in my car before i drive to thingy's house and i need to back comb my hair quick incase someone catches me looking not strange... and on... and on... and on. i've also tried to run away, thinking at the time it was the best idea in the world and we'd both be much happier further apart, who would want to put up with me anyway? and nothing to do with one another at best... but a peach tree doesn't grow without the pip. and the flowers wont bloom unless the sun shines and the rain showers. and the birds wont pick if the peach isn't ripe. and all hellllll breaks loose if those damn birds don't pick (and then poop on your car and you see it in the morning and it's like "oh god why me, why today?! i definitely dont have the £7 to pay the romanians to scrub that one off this week, rrrrrrrrgg!"). don't you know about the circle of life?

basically without highlighting the fact im an ever failing romantic and have to turn any sweet gesture into a full blown sarcastic event... even if i try my hardest to even make up lymmericks inbetween it all like its an english GCSE or something... i like him either way. and the nose rings a bonus.

<3 BEB. (i still cant believe he cut it all off!)

BEFORE

and

AFTER

haha, you cant argue with that. i seriously have the coolest boyfriend ever.

XO

everyone wants to be Hayley Williams yer?

a link to that BOB ft Hayley Williams track

...so it seems you all want to be Hayley Williams do you? that little front lady from Paramore. well. isnt that grand?

like seriously, if she's your idol, then fair play. personally im not much of a Paramore fan, i think their music isn't anywhere near punk (just like Blink, but at least they could admit it and stop playing at metal festivals...), i think its cheesy. and the entire band are mormons - zero rock and roll points there to be frank. but fair, fair play if shes the girl of your dreams. shes definitely different. and i cant help but like that.

unfortuently, some people are using this little punk rock princess to avoid some certain embarressment. please read the following; AND PLEASE STOP PRETENDING TO LIKE HAYLEY WILLIAMS IF ANY OF THE FOLLOWING APPLY TO YOU. you.look.dumb. especially to me. i will laugh in.your.faaaace.

* "oops, i tried to dye my hair red because it's all the rage right now, but i totally went orange. oh well, i'll tell all my friends i like Hayley..."

* "im a derk'ed oceana girl that only ever listens to R n B ikky love songs about getting cheated on and act like i like them because im actually a massive HO. i fancy this boy with tattoo's so im gunna put every status update today as a lyric from that 'airplanes' tune Hayley's in, cus dont all rocker dudes like Paramore?"

* "hi, im a massive chav LOL JK, im cultured now because i finally discovered the 'Riot' album 2 years too late... :-| "

* " i've got red hair, therefore i can turn up to any fancy dress party i like in my own clothes and say i've come as Hayley. "

* " didn't that Paramore band do some soundtrack for Twilight? do you think R Patz met them?? OMG LIKE, NEW MOST FAVOURITIST BAND EVERRR! "

* ...and so on

it is more than apparent that this collaboration on B.O.B's part was more than intelligent. in his own right, in his own genre of music, the guy is pretty awesome, and there is definitely something about that "airplanes" track that is very catchy! definitely a girly car ride song i'd say. but all the same, no need to completely morph poor Hayley into something even more achievable by these tramp, r n b lovin, ditzy bodycon dressed girls. HE EVEN PUT DAMN HAYLEY IN ONE. HAYLEY WILLIAMS IN A DARN BODY CON SKIRT!!! what have you done bobby ray?!? :-O

HAYLEY; STICK TO THE GOOD STUFF.

london is Krazy Kool with Kapital K's

I have literally SO much to say, but im physically exhausted and cant even comprehend my level of sleepy - headed - ness. Basically, all you need to know is http://www.garlicandshot.com/ and I LOVE TINI. SWEET ADVENTURES IN NZ TO YOUUU!

pspspspsps - im gunna live in london for at least a year of my life for definite for sure for totally yes. zzzZZZZ

xo

im fed up of being skint

its already halfway through the month and i already only have £3.38 in my bank account. all bills paid, including the damn rent and the shitty iPhone contract of 24 dumb months.

i probably dont have enough food to last the next two weeks, especially as me and lisa cooked everything we owned last night to welcome her back after isle of wight festival. (it was bluddy good though - and i made some sweeeet tziatsziki dip for cucumber stick - num num num).

i definitely dont really have enough money for petrol unless i start mincing around milton keynes picking people up from bus stops and taking them where they like for £1... pretty much not up for some dutty chav getting in my car thats all thats holding me back to be perfectly honest...

so all basics aside, i definitely am not achieving my goal of being independant and doing what i like. im already running two jobs, which halves my actual time to do so already - let alone being taxed even more so essentially im still not making any money... so what is an 18 year old girl with no a levels or university aspirations to do?

mmm. get some a levels and go to university and prove to everyone how sick i am? haha. its definitely on the debation of the mind right now - not gunna lie. it seems i cant get the work i want without it...

im going to london tonight to see a little girl thats my friend from austria called tini. sttttooookkkeeddd. :):):):). approximately only 46 minutes till home time from the metal box with no windows i like to call work. YIP!YIP!

and if lisa hasnt left me any dominoes from earlier; i might stamp on her little come-down face.

just a simple request...

IM GOING DUCKIN CRAZY AT WORK TODAY AND WANT TO SMOKE ALL NIGHT LONG - SOMEONE COME AND DO THAT WITH ME? :(

but billy and ike made me a wicked sandwhich with cucumber and ham in it yesterday and ive still got some caribbean rum ice cream so im just gunna eat the whole tub. screw skinny bitchezz. and employment. infact... employment SUCKS. but sunday nights in with boyfriends are priiiimooo. with mtv and pasta. and my housemates coming home from isle of wight festival and i missed her loud banging about 31 swanwick lane so bad.

i.must.remember.all.is.not.so.bad.

who the FUCK are N Dubz?

Possibly, the THREE UGLIEST PEOPLE ive ever seen in my life.

i remember when these guys came out - channel U - "ya better not waste my tiiiime, i got better things on my miiiiind, i need to leave jerks like you behiiiiind, cus all you ever do is just bring me dowwwwn" - bet those lyrics took them years to think up. let alone record in handwriting... "umm excooze me mista record label producer, y'ight? wanna hear ma song, cus like, can't write it cus my education went to pot when ma dad died init..." - okay so that was a bit harsh that last bit... but SERIOUSLY! these guys are musically talentless. none of them play instruments. none of them can particularly sing live (if singing is what you can generically call it). none of them are even cool - like you cant even class one of them as a fashion icon, or praise them on thier personaility. i could get the same conversation and additude from some random girl outside Primark! ...and now you tell me theyre the faces of a UK film in the cinema's, being advertised everywhere?! fer real... ?
what about Paulo Nutini? Ellie Goulding? good, nice, standard, full of talent people and musicians... they will never be recorded and remembered like these guys. Jimi Hendrix never got his own frikkin film. And niether have The Beatles... and The Beatles created everything we know about music today so they need a film right now, and to automatically win the Oscar. NOW.

it just joels me so hard how much a record label can squeeze out of a chav trio. how much money they can accumalate from just styling and marketing them to a certain target group... i especially dont understand how they managed to create these glittering stars - their music is shite, and thier grammer is appalling. off with their heads.