"Let's run away and never look back"
So yeah, its been a while...again. Sorry, I've missed loads of stuff on the ol' flist so if anything major happened that I missed nudge me in the right direction.
It's not that I haven't wanted to update or that there has been nothing to write about, its just whenever I try to write I lose the words.
I'm armed with a new look. Having cut my hair into a bob two months ago, I have decided the colour needed a bit of a change so I have gone blonder with bright red streaks (although they look pink now because they are fading). I'm thinking of tweaking the cut a little next time cause I have a habit of getting bored with my hair far to quickly and easily.
I'm also doing my makeup different now. Tired of the mascara & eyeliner look I've been sporting for the last bazillion years, I'm getting into using and experimenting with eyeshadow too.
I guess it might not seem that big of a deal to most people but to me this is all a big change cause it's not just altering the way I look but in a way, the person I am too. All my life I have been a tom boy; if you had told me at 16 I would, at 21, be straightening my hair everyday and refusing to go out without any makeup, I would probably have kicked a football in your face.
You know what? I feel better about myself than I have in a long time looks wise. I was always a skinny, awkward kid with bad hair, adidas tracksuit and a spotty complexion. Now I'm walking down the street and people beep their horns at me and shout lewd comments. When that happened a few months ago I used to get really annoyed and embarrassed, now it makes me smile a little because it means maybe I'm not as awkward and gawky as I used to be and I still thought I was.
Also, and those who know me well may want to take a seat to prepare themselves for the shock, I'm kinda liking heels. Ok, so I only own one pair which are cream and red, which I wore to my cousin's wedding last month but my god people I didn't fall over in them. How amazing is that? Anything higher than a pair of Nike air max classics and I used to be twisting ankles and lurching headlong down stairs.
Oh, and I guess all the flirting I've been doing has been quite good for the ol' self esteem too. Sometimes it's just great to get compliments from guys.
I hope this doesn't sound too up-my-own-arse but I guess I would just document whats been going on with me.
Now all I've got to do is actually start looking for another (better paid) job at the end of the summer. I'm keeping my eyes open in case I spot the job of my dreams but unless I see that job I'm not starting to apply just yet.
Talking of job's my brother has finally managed to get out of pub work, a friend of the family has offered him a job at their pest control firm. They're gonna pay for all his training, company phone and eventually he will get his own van. Once he's fully qualified his pay will go up quite a lot too. I'm so happy for him. Ever since he had his baby he has grown up loads and he is great with the kids and now he finally has a job where he can spend more time with his family and now have to work until 2 in the morning. Now if only they could get out of Nelson Mandela tower.
Then there has been the flooding from hell. But I'll go into that another time. At this rate we're gonna have to start building us one helluva arc!
I guess that's all I really can say for now and it's actually more than I thought I would find the words to write. Hopefully I will b able to start ficcing soon again. God, I really hate the fic I've written for pretty_stickers but again the words just escaped me.
It's not that I haven't wanted to update or that there has been nothing to write about, its just whenever I try to write I lose the words.
I'm armed with a new look. Having cut my hair into a bob two months ago, I have decided the colour needed a bit of a change so I have gone blonder with bright red streaks (although they look pink now because they are fading). I'm thinking of tweaking the cut a little next time cause I have a habit of getting bored with my hair far to quickly and easily.
I'm also doing my makeup different now. Tired of the mascara & eyeliner look I've been sporting for the last bazillion years, I'm getting into using and experimenting with eyeshadow too.
I guess it might not seem that big of a deal to most people but to me this is all a big change cause it's not just altering the way I look but in a way, the person I am too. All my life I have been a tom boy; if you had told me at 16 I would, at 21, be straightening my hair everyday and refusing to go out without any makeup, I would probably have kicked a football in your face.
You know what? I feel better about myself than I have in a long time looks wise. I was always a skinny, awkward kid with bad hair, adidas tracksuit and a spotty complexion. Now I'm walking down the street and people beep their horns at me and shout lewd comments. When that happened a few months ago I used to get really annoyed and embarrassed, now it makes me smile a little because it means maybe I'm not as awkward and gawky as I used to be and I still thought I was.
Also, and those who know me well may want to take a seat to prepare themselves for the shock, I'm kinda liking heels. Ok, so I only own one pair which are cream and red, which I wore to my cousin's wedding last month but my god people I didn't fall over in them. How amazing is that? Anything higher than a pair of Nike air max classics and I used to be twisting ankles and lurching headlong down stairs.
Oh, and I guess all the flirting I've been doing has been quite good for the ol' self esteem too. Sometimes it's just great to get compliments from guys.
I hope this doesn't sound too up-my-own-arse but I guess I would just document whats been going on with me.
Now all I've got to do is actually start looking for another (better paid) job at the end of the summer. I'm keeping my eyes open in case I spot the job of my dreams but unless I see that job I'm not starting to apply just yet.
Talking of job's my brother has finally managed to get out of pub work, a friend of the family has offered him a job at their pest control firm. They're gonna pay for all his training, company phone and eventually he will get his own van. Once he's fully qualified his pay will go up quite a lot too. I'm so happy for him. Ever since he had his baby he has grown up loads and he is great with the kids and now he finally has a job where he can spend more time with his family and now have to work until 2 in the morning. Now if only they could get out of Nelson Mandela tower.
Then there has been the flooding from hell. But I'll go into that another time. At this rate we're gonna have to start building us one helluva arc!
I guess that's all I really can say for now and it's actually more than I thought I would find the words to write. Hopefully I will b able to start ficcing soon again. God, I really hate the fic I've written for pretty_stickers but again the words just escaped me.