*Facebook Likes*

As a Facebook addict, I love reading through the “likes” pages, liking so many of them a day, I like to like. It seems to have gone from “LOLjk” to “that awkward moment …” Although I did copy and paste, I didn’t spell check it and the spelling is bad, likes seem to either be funny or true. So these are my favourite:

daughter : ” hey mum me and my boyfriend are just going to my room. ”
mum : ” ok dont do anything stupid ”
* mum hears her daughter screaming ”BAABBY BAABBY BAABBYY OOHHHH” !! *
* mum rushes up stairs *
mum : ”what are you doing !!?!??!!”
daughter : ”get out mum we are having sex !!.”
mum : ”ohhh thank god, i thought you were listening to justin bieber.”

That spider is more scared than you are!” ……………………………. OH REALLY?! DID IT TELL YOU THAT?

Today, I decided that I want to be a ninja when I grow up. I Googled “Ninja School” to see where I can be professionally trained in the art. I followed a link that said Ninja School, and the page could not be found. Well played, Ninja School.

The embarrassment when you walk out of the house and have to go back in to change, because you realise that you’re just too sexy for your shirt :/

You think reading Shakespeare is hard? Imagine the poor people in a couple of hundred years time, who will be reading ” So, like, I was like maaate I’m gonna shank yuu so ard bruv! and den Tairone was like “you havin’ a bubble,” and I was like “No mate, are you thick doe! but Shanesse was like OMG doe, Actual LOL innit! because she got a text from Brandon who said that Christa was like, on the chunder train after downing a whole bottle of Voddy and Strongy B…….”

Blanket on, too hot. Blanket off, too cold. One leg out, perfect, until the awkward moment when the demon from Paranormal Activity grabs it.

Sitting in the cinema, ready to watch the movie… and when it’s about to start…….. BOOOOOM, Human giraffe sits in front of you

sibling Property Rules
If I like it, its mine.
If im holding it, its mine.
If i can take it from you, its mine.
If i had it a little while ago, its mine.
If im chewing something up, all the pieces are mine.
If its mine, it must never appear to be yours anyway.
If it it just looks like mine, its mine.
If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
If its broken, its yours.

I swear Mario is a hobo. He wakes up everyday in the same clothes, runs around in sewers, and collects coins. To buy what? MUSHROOMS.

The awkward moment when you think you’re doing really well in Mario Kart and then realize you’ve been looking at the wrong screen.

Learn Chinese in 5 minites! (say it out loud ;D )

1. Thats not right
(Sum Ting Wong)

2. See me ASAP
(Kum Hia Nao)

3. Small horse
(Tai Ni Po Ni)

4. You need a facelift
(Chin tu fat)

5. I thought you were on a diet
(Wai Yu Mun Ching)

6. He”s cleaning the car
(Wa Shing Ka)

7. Your body odour is offensive
(Yu Stin Ki Pu)

8. This is a tow away zone
(No Pah King)

9. Great!
(Fa Kin Su Pah)

Photo of the day-01

So I went on a double date today, it was good. I’ve never been on a date before so it was a new experience.

After standing in the rain for half an hour at the bus stop with Ben and Ceirwen, the bus finally came… And drove past. So we had to quickly go the other stop, where we eventually caught the bus. The bus was packed, it was boiling, no windows were open, the heating was on and it was stuffy. Basically we were just breathing in everyone’s germs. Nice. Not the way I thought the day would go.

We arrived at the restaurant and just as we we’re about to pick a table to wait for Matt. Matt was suddenly in front of us, Ohai, after moaning that the table we we’re sat at was too high up, it was in line with my boobs and made me feel like I was in a high chair, I got comfy, unable to reach the floor, but comfy. Me and Ben went to order, leaving Ceirwen and Matt to talk. I had Lasagna, garlic bread and chips, Ben had a mixed grill, Ceirwen a chicken burger with chips and Matt scampi with chips.

We joked how Ceirwens food came on a random shaped bit of wood, while we all had plates. It was awkward, but not in a bad way, more in the way that we were unsure what to say, that quickly died down though and we al seemed to be having fun. After sharing some embarrassing stories and talking about a load of random stuff. We all finished and it was time to leave, Ceirwen hardly touching her food and the rest of us done.

We eventually decided to go see insidious, I’d heard some very good reviews about it and was quite excited to see it. We bought our tickets and went to wait in the seating area, where I made it even more awkward for Matt and Ceirwen, it was easy done seeing as me and Ben have been together for 5 years and this being their first date.

The film started off really well, creepy and good. It was basically, early morning, night early morning, creepy stuff happen… and Then we find out the little boy is possessed and a night traveller, demons are trying to get in his body and the dad has to night travel to bring the boys spirit back, but the Dads body in the end is over taken by a demon and he kills the ghost buster lady. A complete utter rubbish film. It was like watching a film from the 50’s, I should know.

The Date was really good and I hope to do it again some time.

I decided to start my photo of the day again, so here it is, Number 1. Ceirwen & Matt.


My plan for the year.

I havent actualy achieved any of my new year goals, but I do plan to do so. So here they are:

Plan Alfies Birthday

Get Alfie Christened

But my Leeds Festival Ticket and coach

Go to The Leeds Festival

Sort my birth certificate out

Start driving lessons

Buy a car

Book a holiday

Reach 25068 gamer score

Stop drinking coca cola

Start and finish another full photo of the day

My full time job.

I’m finding it difficult to blog these days as it seems these days all I seem to do is cook! With a baby of 9 months its pretty hard to do anything. He’s learning to walk at the moment and climbing on everything, so cooking even becomes a hard job. The average day normally goes like this:

6am: Bottle.

8am: Cereal.


11am: potatoes, fish and peas.

12am: Bottle.

2pm: Fruit sticks and yoghurt.

4pm: Bottle.

5pm: Home made lasagna with veg and garlic bread.

7pm: bottle and porridge.

1am: Bottle.

4am: Bottle.

and then restart the day again! and keep in mind that’s not including the food I have to make for me and Ben too. So when do I have time to do other stuff? I can’t bath unless Ben is here as Alfie doesn’t like to be left on his own, even if he is playing in his room. So my days are very busy, even if it seems like I havent done much, what I can do is limited, especialy cleaning as I cant bleach the floor with a little boy moving about!

Having a baby is a full-time job, it’s not always easy but its the best job in the world. Alfie’s so loving and caring, he’s cheeky, hes funny he has a huge personality for such a young age and he just loves giving kisses.

Things are harder though, when a child becomes sick, gets a bug or their teeth are coming through. We are currently patiently waiting for monday to come to talk to the dermatologist about Alfie’s “condition” but seeing as he’s left us in the dark and went on holiday for 3 weeks its been stressful.

I hate seeing young Mum’s on Tv, Jeremy Kyle being a prime example. Girls my age and younger having babies with random one night stands, using all the benefits they can get to fund their lives and their boyfriends drug habits. It makes me sad because I would hate people to think that I’m like them, when I’m not.

My boyfriend has a full-time job, a very good job too and I stay at home bringing up out little boy, we don’t claim benefits like they do. We don’t do drugs and we have a lovely home. I know this blog is all over the place, but I hate the fact “young mums” are always in the news and there’s never any good reports or stories.

I believe that young Mums are just as good as middle aged Mums. Plus, if Alfie ever goes into a old peoples home we can go together! hahaa. no but seriously. Its the best full time job you can ever have. I cant wait to have more children. The thought of having a busy house and children running around makes me happy. My Nana had 10 children, my Mum had 5.. so my families already massive, although most of my relatives are a waste of space and dont know the world “family” mine will be different.

Celebrate today…fear tomorrow.

So Bin Laden’s dead.. That’s great news, the person who killed a lot of innocent men, women and children, has been killed, it’s just a shame he wasnt tortured first, but hey who knows. But what happens now? …live in fear?


Anyway, I woke up this morning and my body was aching. I keep having the same dream over and over again, except the people change and the place changes.

The pattern of the dream seems to be where im with someone and then I get separated from them, for example, lose them in a shop or something like that. Then I get grabbed, beaten up, sexually abused and end up screaming for help whilst dying, but everyone thinks im just exaggerating. It’s so terrifying because its something that I genuinely fear on a daily basis.

Last nights dreams, all the same but different locations, I was in school, a hospital and I was at a bus station. The weirdest part is, when I wake up, my body hurts like ive been beaten, it’s really strange. Luckily, I can wake myself up from a dream. I woke myself this morning as in the dream I was laying on my stomach with my arms tied and someone trying to break my back with their feet and arms, i could feel the strain on my back as they’re foot pushed into my spine, desperately trying to break it.

I wish I understood dreams and knew why I was having the same dream multiple times a night, it’s so sick and twisted although I do have a sick and twisted mind, which I wont go into detail about… maybe that’s the reason?