Bouncy castle fun

Well...

I went to Tango-Boy's god daughter's second birthday yesterday...wow. It was madness there were so many kids! It was a lot of fun though, mostly because Tango-Boy taught Moo the nipple cripple. We took over the bouncy castle and subsequently i had a two year old hanging off my nipples for most of the part...Thanks very much for that baby! The bouncy castle was fun me and Tango Boy spent most of the time wrestling. By wrestling I mean me running at him and him grabbing my legs and throwing me over the other side. (Note: Do not become a wrestler).


Kids are weird. I honestly don't know how I feel about them. Everyone who had kids with them at the party were only about 24 at most and I can't say that appeals to me, even though they seem really happy which is nice. Annny way here's an embarrassing photo of me as a very chubby child...



Ahahahaahahahah!

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Pubicus Maximus

Urrrrg............ --_____--

In case you haven't guessed I was at the fabulous pub last night and then proceeded to come home and go next door which belongs to my old English teacher (Who we shall dub JJ). Any way they've just moved back in because a year ago a pipe burst in their house and steamed the whole house, they were away at the time so everything was ruined. The insurance company rebuilt everything and they turned out very lucky as the house looks great now :).

But as I was saying there was a lot of booze in following in the pub and quite a bit of wine and port at JJ's and so I am feeling ever so slightly tender this morning lol. Still it's my day off revision tomorrow :D and I get to stay at Tango-Boy's tonight. We're going to his god daughter's (who shall be furthermore know as Moo) 2nd birthday? 3rd birthday? I don't know... shit. I hope I bought the right card lol. I'm pretty sure it's her 3rd. But anyway it should be fun. I have to go as I have matters to attend to before I go to work :)

Zee
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Moving Day

Fucking forgot it's my least day of the callender month today. That day i move from my mums to my dads or vice a versa. It's a faff on and happens every two weeks which is sooo frustrating. Just another reaso why I HAVE TO MOVE OUT! BEFORE I GO INSANE! lol. I just have to vent.....Ahhh....ok whileI'm writing the TV's just frozen and the woman on the Optical express advert is staring at me like this... ---> o_o It's creeping me out hugely! OK she's stopped...that was weird!

Got to go pack now and then meeting Face-Bag and possibly Fatticus-Headicus at the pub later :) so it's not all bad

Zee
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Revision...Fun tiiiimes!

So 6 hours a day now for the foreseeable future....Blllaaaag! It'll be worth it in the end though and i have my theatre resit on Wednesday sooo it's not all bad at least my exams are out of the way early. Face-Bag and Fatticus-Headicus's exams start on the date of my last one which really sucks for them and kind of for me to. At least i can start applying for summer jobs early and get a leg up :)

Do need a job though! Keep thinking about me and Face-Bag getting a place and it makes me sooo excited but also shit myself a little because I have no means to pay for this wonderful idea. I think I'll be OK though because I have experience in all areas waitress and shop work, good grades and I tend to get on with customers well on account of me being hugely polite. I tend to work on the philosophy that I'm a good person therefore everything will be OK because it has to be. It might be naive but it's worked for me so far :D

Fatticus-Headicus had a BBQ night before last and it was quite eventful. First the £1 BBQ went out, no one saw that coming, so we cleverly used the bricks and slate (leftover form Fat-Head's garage being knocked down) to built a basic fire pit and then proceeded to burn all the wooden furniture her previous neighbours had left behind. It wasn't quite as mad or primal as it all sounds. it was really fun. There's nothing quite like building a fire and cooking over it there's something so natural about it! Even when you start it with lighter fluid and cook sat next to a bag of tile grout in a concrete yard....lol.

Had Tango-Boy stay over last night and it was lovely. We're such different people but so similar it makes no sense. We were sat there having gone to the super market for food, me eating mussels in garlic butter and him eating a pizza sandwich...lol. It was a really nice evening though just watching crappy TV, trying to wrestle each other and laughing about how funny the word 'fork' is...and general tom-foolery along those lines.

Annnny way that is sufficient procrastination from revision I think It's amazing how many things you can find to do INVOLVING revision but that isn't ACTUALLY revision. Like going out and buying highlighter pens or sorting out and separating all your lined and plain paper or most importantly writing a blog about your revision, and procrastinating by writing about procrastinating. I'm actually impressed with myself.

Zee
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Cucumbers are magic

There really is nothing like walking back from Sainsburys with your best friend (in the form of Face-Bag on this occasion) eating a full cucumber each....Funny! And a fantastic hangover cure! Refreshing, re hydrating and really nice. Not the same as pizza and Doritos but it settles your stomach enough for the binging fest.

Amazing night out last night!!! Saw Tess Tickle for the first time in a while who looked as fabulous as ever, that's not actually a nick name for some one it's actually a drag queen at our local flares who me, face-Bag and Fat-Head have come to be quite good friends with. Oh and there was some form of pyjama party in one of the bars leading to all of us being covered in feathers and ingesting a few from two drag queens having a pillow fight.

I've just read that back and realised that my life is quite odd. But hey drag queens and cucumbers are fun...as long as you keep them separate 0_0

Zee
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Me, myself and I (and a couple of others I guess)

Well...this seems like a pretty good place to start because...
A.) this is the beginning of a new pretty big chapter of my life and
B.) that new chapter involves A LOT of revision and this offers sufficient procrastination from time to time (I'm only human).
It's hard to know where to begin when your supposed to summarise 18 years of self to someone. I was born in a small town to humble beginnings and thus...kidding. I'm Zee, well that's what friends call me, I'm 18 and have just finished college with plenty of exams still to look forward to.
I have no idea what I want to do with my life which is scary to say because a month or so ago I thought I had every detail planned, but it's amazing how much you can delude yourself you want something if its the easier option :)

I'm currently working for my A levels and once I'm done I'll be doing a degree in....something next year and hopefully end up teaching....something lol. In case you haven't guessed the finer details have not been worked out yet. The here and now, however, has as I'm moving in with a very good friend of mine (for the purposes of blogging we'll call her Face-Bag). I've known Face-Bag for 16 years so pretty much since we started to realise other people existed. It's nice to have a friend where you can say you can't imagine your life with out them and mean it not in a soppy way but completely genuinely. I actually can't remember NOT being friends with her. Weird.

And then there's the new one who me and Face-Bag feel we almost know as well as we do each other (for the purposes of blogging we shall dub her Fatticus-Headicus, of Fat-Head for short). Me and Face-Bag have known her two years so pretty much since the start of college and I think her friendships pretty much the best things college has given me. She's mental so she fits right in.

And now comes the lover boy. I'm in a very loving relationship with a guy who I have known and has been my best friend for about 5 years (For the purposes a fore mentioned he now shall be Tango-Boy). We got together about 3 months ago but because we had been friends for so long the love seemed to come before the relationship. It was like the end of a bad film when the half-starved-man-dependant-Yankee-girl realises the guy who's been helping her get over all the half-gorilla-sex-dependant-Yankee-men was there all along and they run into each others arms, cue vomiting and eye rolling on the part of the intelligent half of the audience...tears from the other half. Luckily I am neither half-starved, man-dependant, or a yank lol and it wasn't so much running into each others arms as so much us both repeatedly saying "I love you" by accident and freaking out at the fact (in his words) it kept "falling out of our faces". I do love him a lot, it's very early days and love isn't always enough, but I do, completely :) .

Soooooooooooo that's quite a ramble right there...WOW! Sorry :D
Quick fire facts you guys need to know and then I shall leave you...
1.) I hate milk, bananas and most of all...banana milkshake lol
2.) I love hippos and butterflies but if I had to choose I'd be a duck!
3.) I'm not huge fan of children...I have to be able to give them back if they cry/poo/puke/stab me in the eye with something sharp.
4.) My boyfriend is going in the navy this time next year so he'll be away months at a time
5.) I smoke, drink and in terms of drugs am pretty open minded
6.) I'm not religious...catholic school indoctrination beat that out of me pretty quickly
7.) I don't like being alone
8.) I hate people seeing me cry...just doesn't happen
9.) I'm a really optimistic person.
10.) I do volunteer work all the time and I love it, there are days when you know you've made a difference and it's worth so much more than money
11.) I have a serious knicker addiction I actually worry about it sometimes.

So that's everything you need to know and so now I'll fill in background as an when I come to it

Zee
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