What is wrong with you people? As if i wasnt struggling enough to find childcare for two children at 20%! Now i have to find another 10%... honestly your fucking idiots.
Theres less point than before when Labour (who i voted FOR)were in in people being in couples! My partner is going to have to move out so we can get some bloody help!! Argh, my children will almost definately need to come out of nursery- which they love, that enables me to work. YOU BLOODY IDIOTS.
What annoys me is, i want to work. I dont see the point wasting away on benefits. My children deserve better; and i cant quite honestly give it.
I hate you you cocknosed prick!
Well best set about mending and make do. Empire ? Nah.
Lets see how much money i can save on a minimum wage household in the future.
Tossers.
And Nick Clegg- you made the biggest mistake EVER; coalition; you'd have been better with Labour, you guys will never get in now. Muppet.
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Friday, 8 October 2010
Just me
No ones reading this. And i'm quite glad; at the moment i'm going through some things, small things but still there.
I'm listening to music more, well actually reciting songs in my head, songs that mean something. and nothing.
Its weird not knowing yourself, theres no rules, nothing and you can be who you want to be, no reason not too? But you only ever hold yourself back, no one else holds you, just you.
I dont want to be me anymore i want to be better. but not competition better nothing on anyone else, i want to be better in the sense that i want to be true to myself; true to how i feel, why i feel; how.
They fuck you up- its not just parents its everyone, everyone has an opinion of who you are, and your the only one who projects that. I want to be the me i am in my head. But i'm scared to be; who isnt.
I'm 20 years old, and know two little babies better than i know myself; thats not right (its right in the sense i'm a mum, thats my job, the most important no doubt about it) but i need to know me. I'll always know them. If it wasnt for them, i wouldnt care about me.
I'm not saying anything really, i'm not even unhappy, just a bit confused, feeling a bit creative.
I need to channel this. Its going to waste.
(haha not that. thats drivel. but there is something in me.)
I'm listening to music more, well actually reciting songs in my head, songs that mean something. and nothing.
Its weird not knowing yourself, theres no rules, nothing and you can be who you want to be, no reason not too? But you only ever hold yourself back, no one else holds you, just you.
I dont want to be me anymore i want to be better. but not competition better nothing on anyone else, i want to be better in the sense that i want to be true to myself; true to how i feel, why i feel; how.
They fuck you up- its not just parents its everyone, everyone has an opinion of who you are, and your the only one who projects that. I want to be the me i am in my head. But i'm scared to be; who isnt.
I'm 20 years old, and know two little babies better than i know myself; thats not right (its right in the sense i'm a mum, thats my job, the most important no doubt about it) but i need to know me. I'll always know them. If it wasnt for them, i wouldnt care about me.
I'm not saying anything really, i'm not even unhappy, just a bit confused, feeling a bit creative.
I need to channel this. Its going to waste.
(haha not that. thats drivel. but there is something in me.)
Thursday, 7 October 2010
Nice thoughts :)
Good morning, best i do this while the moods still there!
I've had an excellent day so far- got up played with Miles for a little bit until him and Kieron went downstairs, had a lovely yet (as usual) overlong shower. Full buzzing and refreshed, had a nice FREE (A) breakfast! Chocolate spread on toast. amazing. and obviously one of Kierons amazing cha's.
Kole came downstairs and just talked, i love to hear him talk, i love his voice. Even when he says no i love his expression, i love his skin and how hes ours.
Babies are cute but as far as mine go they are positively BEAUTIFUL. Its true honestly; i got into work today and the cleaner (Denise- lovely NORMAL woman lol) had left me a little note just saying " your children are beautiful" unprompted, completely real. I'd say its made my day but the day was already set to be a good one from when i got up.
Right now i couldnt care less if im about to be made unemployed i just want to go home to my beautiful children and amazing partner. How many times can a person say beautiful and amazing in a post i wonder. Going for gold.
Lets hope the rest of the day is just as good; got a feeling if all i do is sing in my head and look forward to home time, it just might be. :)
I've had an excellent day so far- got up played with Miles for a little bit until him and Kieron went downstairs, had a lovely yet (as usual) overlong shower. Full buzzing and refreshed, had a nice FREE (A) breakfast! Chocolate spread on toast. amazing. and obviously one of Kierons amazing cha's.
Kole came downstairs and just talked, i love to hear him talk, i love his voice. Even when he says no i love his expression, i love his skin and how hes ours.
Babies are cute but as far as mine go they are positively BEAUTIFUL. Its true honestly; i got into work today and the cleaner (Denise- lovely NORMAL woman lol) had left me a little note just saying " your children are beautiful" unprompted, completely real. I'd say its made my day but the day was already set to be a good one from when i got up.
Right now i couldnt care less if im about to be made unemployed i just want to go home to my beautiful children and amazing partner. How many times can a person say beautiful and amazing in a post i wonder. Going for gold.
Lets hope the rest of the day is just as good; got a feeling if all i do is sing in my head and look forward to home time, it just might be. :)
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
STIFLING! excuse typos. i cant be bothered!
I am at work at them minute but i'm waiting on toner or something or another for the microfiche machine.
Kierons told me if iwant to be a writer one day the best thing to do is start writing. Though quite honestly why anyone wuold want to read about me is daft really. i'm not very interesting and just do what everyone else does.
Anyway thought of the day is, speak as you would like to be spoken to.
I wish some of my colleagues would practice that!( have you noticed how all bloggers have mastered the art of talking like their educated?) I'm going to try steer clear of that. its gay.
Honestly one day when im top person, i'm never going to treat anyone badly, i hope i never let myself down, cause while i'm not bullied or anything i dont belong here at all, and the looks and undertones just prove that to me.
Passive aggressions a bitch. and makes me want to out right cuss someone, though i wouldnt- i'm tiny it would just look funny lol. And i'm not actually very good at being mean, unless its to Kieron, thats a fine art.
I'm just talking wet really, but you know at this point in time i want to sing, talk loudly do ANYTHING to stop this place being so dreary and boring. I understand i have a job to do and it gets done but fuck; i feel like theres a little raver trapped inside me- and i dont even dance!
Kierons told me if iwant to be a writer one day the best thing to do is start writing. Though quite honestly why anyone wuold want to read about me is daft really. i'm not very interesting and just do what everyone else does.
Anyway thought of the day is, speak as you would like to be spoken to.
I wish some of my colleagues would practice that!( have you noticed how all bloggers have mastered the art of talking like their educated?) I'm going to try steer clear of that. its gay.
Honestly one day when im top person, i'm never going to treat anyone badly, i hope i never let myself down, cause while i'm not bullied or anything i dont belong here at all, and the looks and undertones just prove that to me.
Passive aggressions a bitch. and makes me want to out right cuss someone, though i wouldnt- i'm tiny it would just look funny lol. And i'm not actually very good at being mean, unless its to Kieron, thats a fine art.
I'm just talking wet really, but you know at this point in time i want to sing, talk loudly do ANYTHING to stop this place being so dreary and boring. I understand i have a job to do and it gets done but fuck; i feel like theres a little raver trapped inside me- and i dont even dance!
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