Wednesday Evening Post: Maneater

I am no where near as a maneater but everybody keeps looking at me; every time I walk in through the door you start screaming at me, everybody come on now what are you here for? I don’t like the all eyes on me all of you are crazy I don’t even know either if you want to be me or be with me? I am no maneater but I know someone who is. Let me tell you a little story of a maneater.

Do you wish you never ever met her at all? Maneater who makes you work hard hard; makes you spend hard make you want all of her love, demands everything from you. Do you wish you never ever met her at all? Because she’s a maneater that will make you buy a car, make you cut out cards make you fall real hard in love.

When she walks you’ll notice that she walks with a passion. Even when she talks. She sounds like she can handle it. You think that she’s joking when she asks for something boy she actually means it because she will throw a hissy fit in public making you look like a fool. You act like you never ever seen it but everyone looks round to stare at you; like your the bad guy in the situation yet you do anything to keep her by your side just because it will stop people staring at you and says that she loves you for a long time.

Do you ever wish you never ever met her at all? Do you ever wish you never met her at all? Do you wish you never ever met her at all? Do you wish you never ever met her at all? Because you know she’s a maneater making you work hard. Make you want more for love.

Day 13 Christmas Log Blog: Waist of time getting the Christmas Tree

This year my family decided they wanted to get a real Christmas Tree this year; I wasn’t going to go and get it with them on Sunday 10th November 2017, however I was like why not as we could go and cut a tree down. Yet this came with a price of rain, snow, mud and cold water to the bottom of this hill; then a man hunt on for Christmas Tree or two, guess what we had to get the trees back up to the hill and then we get them home with one for the house.

Started to decorated it but the tree looks so bald and bare. I really don’t like it. I could be me not being so use to a fake Christmas for so long. Man so ASD. Hate changes but heyho the fact that I’m watching my family do the Christmas Tree trying to make sense of it and I’m writing this on the Sunday. It’s quite funny.

By the time I got home with my holy shoes and socks had to go straight into the bin because they were officially unwearable and so were the socks. I couldn’t even figure feel my feet I had ice blocks on my feet until I had warm ankle water in the bath. My word my feet were so cold.


Stuck for Christmas Presents ideas

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Also the some of the profit will go to the charity of our choice on which we haven’t decided yet which one to go for yet but will announce it once we have decided and talked about it a bit more within the new year. Here is the link to the store website

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Teenagers Life Crisis: We are Who we are

Mama, mama, mama made me the way I am; my face, my face, my eyes could someone turn me up because I’m going to be speaking my mind. I’ve been waisting a lot of time looking in mirrors hating on me but now I like what I see. I know, I know that I will never be perfect but I’m going to work it now all I need is to let it go and you need to let it do. So put your new shoes on the new you.

We are who we are. Pretty just a pretty word; I’m gonna shine like a star because I’m the only me in this world, throw away all the books and the magazines I will never going to be like a beauty queen. I’m just going to be doing it for me and no one else. Mama, mama, mama made the way I am she had told me that I should looks up to the world with my head held high. As I’ve been wasting a lot of time looking at myself in the mirrors and hating on me now I like what I see.

I wake up every morning I look at myself in the mirror I like who I see because I know I’m just pretty than the rest of them. In the evening I carry on feeling the true meaning of me and when I go to the mirror I can tell that I’m tired of being strong all day long and just cry but sometimes I feel perfectly fine feeling happy with myself. On top of the mountain felt like we weren’t meant to come or be welcome here at all as everyone would look at us; but guess what I don’t care I like who we are, so to me it doesn’t matter if we’ve over stepped the mark or that we are not allowed to be in the party of being who we are.

There should be a reason to copy other people just to make us feel good; in every season I’ll take everyone’s name down in my jealous book because they are just jealous of who I am not who they are, I am just strong independent person like everyone else who knows who they are. I’m just a pretty girl who can do all the same things as they can; just choose not to do it but yet I do it in my own personal way with my friends, who love me for me not like a fake person you see around in groups.

Day 12 Christmas Log Blog: “Christmas Prince and I” Christmas Stories – Part 3

I really couldn’t believe that it was him really him standing in front of me; after so long talking to each other, fighting and arguing. Loosing each other in the midst of talking to each other; then finding each other, then loosing each other and finally getting everything straight of winning.

Prince Caspian explained that he’ll take me out in the morning to get new clothes just get a fresh set for the morning and that I can sleep in his shirt and boxers for the night. I was like okay not have time to do anything ready or anything of the sort; I can understand that he’s very anxious of getting back to the palace, before anyone else noticed that he had gone.

Yet this was a great time for me to get rid of the horrible woman from the palace for good. We all said good bye to each other well me, my parents and one of my siblings who was still living at home as well. The ride back to the palace didn’t seem that long to me but then again I was quite heavily distracted by Caspian; I didn’t even noticed we had arrived until the door of the car next to me had opened, the cold air hit me and that’s when I realised we had arrived.

We barely just got into the palace a lady came running down the stairs threw herself at Caspian trying to smother him with kisses and everything. I could see her Majesty behind her she gave me the nod to say that the woman has to go. Took me awhile to pluck up the courage even with Prince Andrews help by giving me a nudge. I just went for it; I pulled her arms off him, stood in between them and the woman couldn’t understand why I just did that.

I had found my voice. Made it loud and clear so that everyone could hear what I had to say to her in front of everyone even front of the maids, butlers, the cooks and everyone who works for the royal family. “You are no longer needed here. If I see your still here in the next 24 hours I will release a statement how you wangled yourself into someone love life when you know perfectly well that they are in love with someone else. You have no reason to be here or wanted here.” “You can’t do that? I am engaged to Prince Caspian!” exclaimed Melody “actually I can….you weren’t even on the royal family cards or mine. They were helping me to get to Prince Caspian before you showed up unannounced and pressured him. Actually I was already engaged to him before you intervened. Now start packing your bags and no one will help you one single bit. If you start destroying my life even more I have enough evidence to destroy yours before you could do anything else” I replied feeling more confident in myself for standing up to her.

Melody started to look round to see if she could get any back up she tried to get the back up from the Queen. However the Queen didn’t budge other than saying “run along you heard Princess Hannah to be” that part I didn’t know but I didn’t want to show it to Melody because she would win more. Melody had started to cry as she ran off to her room to pack. Since that day we never even saw her or heard about her again.

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Hustle and Bustle Advice of Blogging: What happens if you get snowed in on a snow day?

You may think this is the most stupidest idea of a question to have but you never know on a snow day if I would go out in it or just plan my blogs for the day or the week or so. The fact that in the UK the only parts that actually get heavy deep snow is the Midlands from right and all the way through Wales top to bottom in that country then all the way up to top of Scotland. The Southern East, Southern and Southern West we don’t really get much snow or heavy amounts for so many years but we have had a fair a few years when we had bad snow luxury of not having to go to work, school or anything like that.

Personally if comes today (Monday 11th December 2017) and yesterday’s heavy snow fall (Sunday 10th December 2017) I actually don’t even know if I would go out into to be honest because I’m too cold as it is. I would probably sleep the day out or blog or something just to keep my mind occupied to be honest with you as I wouldn’t be able to go to work in the first place. I probably go out in it for a bit but not old day; it’s way too cold for that I can barely cope with my room at night being at freezing temperatures, it’s like a blooming freezer in there it’s just one of those things I get bored with it quite easily. Especially when you know you have at least had three days of it and there’s nothing else to do. That’s when your like your watching the paint dry.

A child asked me one day how snow was made. I was like in my head no idea quick make something up and they will take it as for the answer. I just told them it’s made out of cold, rain, ice and cloud. That was basically the best idea I could ever come up with at the time and I might actually stick with that idea as well because I’m only in my late 20’s so I could get away with making up excuses of something that I haven’t even asked myself or someone else the question.

So basically if I didn’t have to go to work on a snow day; I would certainly stay inside the nice and warm, not going out at all just watch just sitting there being cold. Stick a film on or something and just write until my heart content as much as I can without falling asleep. Falling asleep would be a bonus if I did on the day because no one would moan about it as it’s cold out there bed is more warmer than out in it. I would also do a bit more research and planning if I ever had a snow day because I love finding different ways of blogging or writing just to improve myself and my work to be able to interest my readers and followers more and more.

Day 11 Christmas Log Blog: “Christmas Prince and I” – Part 2 – Christmas Stories

As they all travelled to Guildford to find the Prince Caspian’s true love Prince Andrew was filling in his brother what the fake obsessive women who wanted Caspian all to himself trying to find him and trying to keep him away from the true love he loved the most.

They had finally arrived in Guildford; it wasn’t too long they were on my doorstep ringing my doorbell, my dad literally wasn’t too sure what was happening why they were there. My mum wasn’t too sure either but they let them in; obviously they knew it had something to do with me because they were informed that one day Prince Caspian would come for me, but didn’t know when that was going to happen. Today was today by the looks of things.

Prince Caspian asked permission to go and surprise me as I didn’t know that he was there in the house. So my parents directed him to which bedroom was mine; I could hear footsteps and people talking, I just thought “oh they’ve got visitors and they must of forgotten to tell me about it” .

My door opened I looked over. There was Prince Caspian appearing around the door gave me a massive grin on his face “surprise!” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing or hearing. I got off my bed gave him one massive big hug on the landing as my bedroom wasn’t big enough for both of us in one room.

Sunday Special/Sunday Online Diary Entries: Breaking Free

Sunday Special Online Diary Entries is what you decide if it’s true or not. You have a opinion there should be judgement what so ever. If this sounds Truth to you then it’s okay. I know the truth and what isn’t. Funny because I’m the one that’s writing it.

Okay mental health you can have if you want it then take my happiness; I shouldn’t of said it before because I tried to hide it, even tried to fake it but I can’t even pretend anymore. I only want to die alive never by the hands of a broke heart or you’re nasty thoughts. I don’t want to hear anymore of your lies tonight now that I’ve become who I really am.

This is part of me but when I say I don’t want you anymore because I’m stronger than ever before; this is part where I’m going to break from you because I can’t resist you no more, you were better deeper as I was under your spell for so long like it was a deadly fever like it was in the highway off heal.

The thought of your body trying to take over inside me in the past it was lethal and fatal. Now that in

my dreams it felt when I woke up every time I knew I was coming alive. If I was a rich girl and had all of the money in the world it still won’t make me happy or be confident in my life; it’s only people in my life that are more important to me, the fact that I’m tired of being sorry for not made of money and longing for a life. Yet I’m breaking free within the silver moon giving me the more confidence of to break free from it all.

I’m not standing out in the street crying out to you to take over me because I’m just laughing in your face. Your losing all of your thorns that you had tangled inside me; there’s sounds in the air as I’m standing on the bridge I can hear sirens in the air, I can hear Caspian’s voice talking to me to calm down and to come down. I knew I was scared of heights so I was just sitting there on the bridge; he whispered in my ear “let me be your hero”, I turned round by swinging my legs round with his help and helped me down. I wrapped my arms around him feeling so happy that he was there being my hero; kissing all my pain away, standing by me for ever and I knew I was breaking free forever.

Day 10 Christmas Log Blog: “In memory of Manchester and London attacks 2017” – One Last Time

Since the attacks from March to June it is has been very quiet indeed but at this time of year it’s time for those who have lost their lives. Here is a story for them spending their first year of Christmas in heaven.

I know I was a liar but I’ve gave into the fire; I could hear your voice saying to me “fight the pain” I know I should’ve of fought it but at least now that I’m being honest now I know I have failed you, I know you’ll be blaming yourself for failing me but you haven’t I should of done you better but I don’t want you to lie for me or lie to yourself of what happened.

I know, I know, I know I use to give you everything but just let me give you the freedom that I couldn’t give you since that day. I know I know I know that you got everything now; up here I’m nothing here without out you but I beg you now give me one last time to take me home for one more time then I promise you after that I’ll let you go and you’ll let me go to heaven.

Baby, Mum, Dad I don’t care if I’m not there I’m still in your heart and all I really care is knowing that I’ll be waking up in your arms in your dreams. Knowingly that I’m safe now in heaven I just need to be the one who takes you home. I don’t deserve it and I know you don’t deserve it but stay with me for a minute; I swear I’ll make it worth it can you forgive me for giving up at least only temporarily, I know this isn’t my fault or yours I should’ve of been more careful but I didn’t know that this would happen.

I know we didn’t deserve it but I had the most happiest time I have ever been. Seeing the star that I loved and doing the job that I loved the most by protecting the people who need to be protected. Just give me one last time to be with my family to make me whole.

Day 9 Christmas Log Blog: “Christmas with Prince and I” Part 1 Christmas Stories

The entrance to the tunnel was his only way out of the palace that his granny had told him about to go and search for the true love; his granny knew he had been talking to her, he had found her online on instagram but in the big world out there was too big for him too look for on his own. On his wild adventure his took with him his personal assistant, two security guards and information guy who knew train maps and knows a bit more about Guildford and Surrey than he did.

They managed to get out of the Palace unseen or heard as the pathing slap outside of Queen Victoria’s Marble Arch in Park Lane; Prince Caspian believed that this wasn’t what his Granny had said, until the Mr Know It All said that this was the correct way to Park Lane/Marble Arch Tube underground station. There was no press to be seen and everywhere was quiet.

There was little rustle in the bushes near by; which made them all turn to look at the bush to see what it was, however it was just the conductor who was helping them to get onto the platforms without any hitch or anything like that from people. Who were late getting home or just using the tubes for outings at this time of year.

The routes that they were taking wasn’t too long to take to Waterloo; just as they were about to get off at the top of the escalators Prince Caspian saw his brother Prince Andrew waiting for him with his little exclusive little team, “you thought you could go on this little adventure on your own little brother?” “Well I would of asked but you were busy” answered Caspian “never to busy for you bro…come on I’ve got two cars outside we can get to Guildford that way” replied Andrew…

Day 8 Christmas Log Blog: Surviving the Boxing Day Sales? Just don’t go!

 

I never understood why people have to go shopping on Boxing Day for Sales when you just had Christmas what’s so important in getting things straight after. Just wait for a few days that’s what I would do; but then again I grew up in what I think is normal spend few days not actually doing anything at all, not going out other than for walks or going to see family and what not.

Then the second week we start going to into my hometown and we look around. I find that the two weeks of Christmas and New Year is the only time that I don’t actually spend anything because I have Christmas and birthday just a week after from each other. Whenever Boxing Day falls my birthday will land on the same day a week later and always lands on a Bank Holiday as well. So I’ve never actually had to go to school on my birthday or work on my birthday either managed to get those off. Bad Luck Card Factory failed to realise that one for two years of working for you that I managed to get that day off for two years when I wasn’t meant too.

Haha always like to kick back on a crappy company anyway. Like is worked two Boxing Days for the two years there and nothing really happened as it was really quiet; I didn’t understand why the shops were open because it’s not like it was busy or anything, no one was rushing to get cards or anything and I always felt sorry for the people who had to come in and work when they couldn’t spend a few more days with their families. This country is well and truly messed up.