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Everybody In Love, Come Put Ya Hands Up



Oh sweet Jesus my blog title is a JLS song...ra ra ooh la la roma ro ma ma gaga gaga ooh la la want your bad romance...GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

It just seems everybody's going through a stage. A stage of love obsession. I don't see why there are stages I mean...I'm always falling over myself for some dude or other...heh heh. Its just everyone else seems to be getting somewhere in their romantic exploits whereas I seem to be geting nowhere. Don't get me wrong, I'm not totally desperate...

Call 555-LOVE-SEX

Joke.

But even some of my mates are now getting older boyfriends. In this respect I'm totally not jealous and to be completely honest I just find it weird. I mean older boyfriends aren't a bad thing, one or two or three years older I don't have a problem with. Hell make it six seven eight years! The thing I have a problem with is when the level of how do I say this...level of maturity greatly exceeds that of the younger person. Then the younger person acts all "mature" to try and keep up but it all gets too desperate and slutty. This is where the phrase "act your age" comes in handy. Then they start dropping hints about losing their virginity and that's where you just stop caring. Do what you want. Just don't involve me. It's great you have a boyfriend and you like each other but just don't over sexualise everything. You're 15 not 50. Come on guys why do you grow up so quick? Are you doing it on purpose?

To leave me behind.

And I thought I had grown up. Or maybe I'm the only one who keeps a cool head. Doesn't sound like me though. I haven't really missed out on much...five boyfriends isn't really missing out is it. But we never really got round to doing much. But I was happy with that, and I'm still happy with that. I don't need sexual gross things to make me feel happy in a relationship.

But a decent relationship would be nice. Still confused about Afro :S.

As Paramore says:

And the worst part is,
Before it gets any better we're headed for a cliff,
And in the freefall I will realize,
I'm better off,
When I hit the bottom

Ms.Loco xoxo


Sunday, 29 November 2009

8:22 pm

From Ink Erasers to Tippex



From KS2 to A levels. From polo necks to plunging v-necks. From crop tops to bras. From girl friends to boyfriends. From parents house to your squishy flat. From home cooked meals to pot noodle. You get the jist. Growing up. Yes this is what it's all about. Growing out of our childish habits and learning to become more adult. Boring, you say? Yes, I agree. Tis very very dull. Who wants to be old. Do you? I don't. I want to be more mature though. I mean it's one thing to run around a playground screaming, but its another to grow up too fast and start screaming obscenities. I admit we all have to grow up in some way or another but some things I find weird. Like, just because you're older you can take advantage of young'uns. I'm not saying give them all the power and let them push you around, but don't think you can use your age as a form of abuse against someone younger. The other day some older boy, who also had a greater physical strength than me (which isnt hard I admit) said to my friend Capitano (who is now in a wheelchair) can I push you? She says no. He repeats can I push you? She says no again. Then he walks round to the back of the wheelchair where I'm standing and says I'm gonna push you and we both say no. He shoves me out of the way, tells me not to get involved and stars to push Capitano, saying stuff like can this thing do wheelies. Just plain embarrasing for her. She burys her face in her hands humilitated and I stand there feeling useless as I watch people laugh at her. Bloody useless I felt. Capitano must have felt even worse though. Then he walks off and says loudly, "Don't you just hate people who get involved in things they're not supposed to" and I reply equally as loudly, " Well she obviously didn't want to be wheeled did she?"

Arsehole.

But forget him. He's an unimportant immature Arsehole. Whereas I am gaining maturity in my old age, yes 15 is old :P. So I'm always complaining about decisions and decision making and how mother will not listen even if I do tell her my opinion on something. I was proven wrong a few days ago when I was dancing madly to Kate Bush in the kitchen (as you do) and she says, "you have a very expressive face. You would make a good actress." I don't know if she meant it as a compliment or not but I took the plunge anyway.
"I want to be an actress."
"Really."
"Yeah, always wanted to be one."
Instead of ripping me a new one like I thought she would she just told me about RADA (royal academy of dramatic arts). Oh well. I actually opened my mouth and spoke my mind and a positive result came from it. See. I'm mature. Sort of.
....
:D



Sorry this post took so long


3:21 pm

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Well hey there trollers.

I haven't blogged since March but I'll give it my best shot to blog more regularly fingers crossed. Anyhoo you should know me by now ! The one and only Ms.Loco !

But if you don't here's a quick summary. Brown hair, eyes and skin. Crazy, sporty, flirty, dancey me. Et voila c'est tout :). Au revoir mes amis bisous! xoxo

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