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Posts archive for: September, 2008
  • MammaMia: Mum's M.S

    Tomorrow im going to see Mamma Mia. Again.

    Not that i'm that bothered but it's my money thats paying, and i don't personally need to see it again.

    But I love my mum, and she needs her space.

    My Nan - technically me ex step-nan on my fathers side who married my dads dad - live with us even though she technically has nothing to do with my mum.

    See, my mums a darling.

    But basically after my Grandad died five years ago, we agreed to take my Nan in, as she has learning difficulties and can't look after herself.

    And I love her to bits:)

    But she is time consuming and i know that sounds horrible but my mother has Multiple Sclerosis and she needs to rest a lot.

    So I have graciously offered to take my Nan shopping in brighton, so my mum can have time to recover after her birthday weekend, and we are going to see Mamma Mia.

    Aren't I the sweetest daughter and grandaughter in the world? :D

  • Woah! Living On A Prayer

    Damn Cadburys Chocolate!

    Everytime i turn on the telly, I get stuck with Bonnie Tyler or Bon Jovi in my head.

    I swear the amount of times ive listened to living on a prayer recently, i'd be surprised if it hasnt gone into youtubes top videos!

    Teehee.

    Damn their infuriatingly brilliantly annoying adverts and the delicious taste of their chocolate..

    I should sue for emotional trauma of me putting on weight - also down to my quitting smoking - and the need for 80's revival:D

  • Thank You For The Music

    My dream, is to be a singer.

    So is lots of peoples.

    Its like, many people have a dream but then they have like a realistic job they want to do.

    Like my brother J. He's had dreams where he wanted to be a famous chef or rockstar, but realisticly he wants to be a vet.

    Not me. Oh no. I just have the singing.

    I like writing and art and cooking and plenty of things.

    But i love singing.

    So when i said to my dad the other day , " Dad can you ask Your mate if she can give me vocal lessons?" I expected him to laugh outright and say no.

    But he didn't.

    And then my mum said to me that she had always pushed try a range of things but ultimately to choose something that would make good use of my brain - because im gifted and talented apparently. But after speaking to her friend who had been a secretary for years, she had a change of heart and now wants me to just be happy no matter what i choose to do.

    So should i pursue it?
    Its such a fickle business, and when i watch people on X Factor - I know I know -  I Just dont feel up to the standard of some....

  • Rich Bitch Hitlist

    The shit have hitteth the fan. Eth.

    Officially.

    We are dead.

    Well techinically still alive but theoretically, we are dead.

    In my post Smash My Head In I wrote about the confrontation i had with my ex friend who for the purposes of this story, we shall call Rich Bitch. And her 'hounds' CP and SA.

    Well it seems that i am the not the only one on the hitlist:

    Myself
    B                 = My best friend. Apparently
    AJ               = B's Friend
    SL               = A Hardnut
    SW             = A friend of mine
    YE               = SW's best friend
    HairDye      = A mutual friend of everyones including CP
    Some Boy   = Not sure who he is:)
     LB              = A girl i dont particularly like but wouldn't wish to be beaten up.

    All the people in turn, that the Rich Bitch doesnt like. However HairDye was previously one of CP's best friends until she hit her on friday night.

    Thats right.

    Smack in the chops.

    And i quite like HairDye, shes really nice. So when i heard about her 'friend' hitting her, I had to know the full story.

    CP and SA went up to the local park looking for LB, and asked HairDye where she was. HairDye explained that LB wasnt up there yet and when the cronies walked off, HairDye rang LB and warned her. So did YE.

    CP found out, and apparently demanded to know who told LB. YE confessed and walked off. HairDye denyed it with all her heart - although she is not to be begrudged cos CP is actually quite scary.

    "Shall we do her in anyway?" SA to CP, on orders from the Rich Bitch.

    CP "Yeah". And then turning round and smacking HairDye. She then proceeded to fight YE, and SW.

    Quite a night for the old girl , eh?

    But they still cannot see past their leaders orders, and therefore i have to agree with RichBitch. They are like her dogs. What a pity they cant see how RichBitch uses them. We all certainly can.

  • Way too many jaffa cakes.

    I have definately had way to many Jaffas.
    And Iced Buns.

    And Sausage Rolls.

    And all of this is down to the fact I have quit smoking and every time my family members went out for a ciggarette, i reached for a fatty sin.

    Now at 15, im sure your wondering, what is this girl doing smoking and worrying about her weight in the first place?

    Well.

    Thats a long story:)

    But it all comes down to the fact that now i have quit smoking after 3 years with the aids of patchs and inhalators, i have also put on about 2 stone.

    And at 5ft 1 and previously being a size 6, 8, it shocks you a bit when you go shopping and all your clothes are12's and possibly 10's.

    I spose i shall just have to say ive put on warmth for the winter, but i do honestly feel a bit uncomfortable generally with this extra weight. It all feels a bit strange.

    And i do like my jaffa cakes.

    People shouldnt have birthdays, it is a cruel experience where ex smokers have to eat and eat because of the smokers, and there is always some type of food to eat at the birthday spread.

    Happy Birthday Mum.

  • Shower

    "Chicago, can you remove your toiletries and such from the downstairs bathroom because in the next few days im going to be steam cleaning the wallas and tiles." Said my stepdad A.

    "UH HUH" I swear the only thing that man does at the moment s look for ways to irritate me.

    A few seconds later...

    " Im gonna have a shower in a minute, before all the people get here." Said my brother J, while A stands near him. I wait for the remove your toiletries request.

    Still havent heard it.

    ..

    God.

    Im gonna go fight for the shower now.:D

  • Smash My Head In?

    I woke up this morning thinking about an msn conversation i had yesterday, and fearing for my safety.

    An ex friend of mine, with whom i have an ongoing fued with, had started speaking to me via someone elses msn. We rarely talk so you could imagine my surprise, when after making my coffee i came back to find this.

    "What the fk Chicago? You been st stirring between Me, CP and SA?!" Now CP and SA are not people to be messed with. They are cousins, and part of an infamous family, who have the reputation of being the hardest people in the area. In year 7, I had the pleasure of being on the receiving end of SA's violent side and after being beaten up, my ex friend - who was my friend at the time- became friends with SA, to cover her own arse, in my opinion.

    "What?"

    "You told everyone that i called SA and CP my dogs," She did on a previous trip to brighton, and on my return home i foolishly confided this info to my best friend B,"And we aint f##king happy." See, I don't go to school,I get home tutored, so at this point the penny dropped that obviously B had wanted to get one over the ex friend and told everyone about it.

    "How did you know I told 'everyone'?" See now heres the funny bit. How could she know it was me, unless she actually remembers the incident in which she said it.

    BIG PAUSE

    " Thats not the fking point! Were gonna smash your fking head in! You better watch out! Were gonna f##king k........."

    "Bye."

    Blocked.

    So when i woke up this morning, after a restless night, I was starting to panic a bit as the reality of the interaction had just started to sink in.

    However, SA is online right now and she hasn't said a word to me.

    I am furious at B though. Much as I love her, she obviously wanted to use this nugget of gossip for revenge against my ex friend, and didn't care who she condemned in the meantime. But that is B's problem, and i am deliberating wether such a friendship has more cons than pros.

  • My First Post

    Well no technically its my second post, my first being on bloggers.com which i didnt like.

    So we've started with a lie:)

    And here's the second one:

    Chicago is not my real name.

    There are too many people in my life who could be hurt by me being honest about who i am, although if they do get their suspicions it is going to be painfully obvious.

    Because I live quite a surreal life for a teenager in her gsces year.

    *

    After Casualty Earlier:

    " Mum, dont rush yourself. 'A' can quite easily go get the wheelchair." A - Otherwise known as my stepdad - went to get the wheelchair, after I proved my point as Mum lost her footing and slipped back onto the sofa.

    After i had manouvered the wheelchair as close as i could get to the sofa i watched my mum get in the wheelchair and then struggle to wheel herself to her bedroom and finally with A helping her into bed.

    "I've definately over done it today". We all knew that straight away when she came in from shopping at Asda and Rosebys and god knows where else today. She mainly went shopping because although it's her birthday tomorrow, Mum is the one hosting the celebration, and therefore had to go to Asda to buy the necessary food for the clan.

    Some people might find that a little bit ironic.

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