OH MY GOD. it's too serious to think of an inventive title

I have terrible news, well it's not too terrible if you think about it. in fact it's quite good news.
Ok, I have good and bad news. As in good and bad at the same time.
I met someone, his name... We'll call him APG- arty preppy guy. I know it's a strange combination but he wears really cute glasses and shirts from Paul Smith (I'm always falling for the rich ones, and don't even ask me how I know the shirt's Paul Smith. Alright, it had the logo on it.) but he owns an art gallery in chicago, yes, chicago as in chicago in america which is a billion gazillion miles from here but he says he's trying his luck getting his gallerys into London.
Although I'm dating CIB, APG is so nice to me and texted me this morning saying that the sun's out, even though it wasn't, and he doesn't seem like the kind of guy to like really crap indie music and act shifty on dates even though I'm falling for CIB and I'm falling even harder because of this whole 'playing hard to get' thing even though it's probably not intentional and he could go and break my heart any second now whereas APG would probably bury his own cat alive if he made me cry.
That was a very long and confusing sentence but I'm delirious with loving CIB and hating him at the same time and I think that APG is in love with me because I've been seeing him wait outside Urban Outfitters when my shift ends and he always waves at me and then looks like he's about to come over and talk to me but he never did until yesterday.
He even took me out for drinks. Oh god, I feel terrible, does that count as cheating? We didn't kiss or anything but we like, talked.
This is so confusing. I've never dated multiple people, and I don't want to start now, I mean I haven't even turned 19 yet (2 months today people, in case anyone was thinking of buying a chloé dress for me) and I've only ever had one serious relationship.
To drown my sorrows I'm going to do this survey that I copied from www.alarmclockcatastrophe.blogspot.com

1. You have $10 and need to buy snacks at a gas station, what do you get?
Mcoys, but on ly the real ones, except no immitations. Also, diet lucozade, but they don't make that so normal lucozade will do.
2. If you had to be reincarnated as some sort of sea dwelling creature, what would you be?
It's a tie between a whale and a mermaid. If I was a mermaid i'd look normal, if i was a whale i wouldn't be eaten by anything. Apart from the Japanese. No offence to the Japanese. I'm Asian too.
3. Who's your favorite Redhead?
My Ex-boyfriend, who I am still on very good terms with. George.
4. What do you order when you're at an IHOP?
What the hell's an IHOP? Is that some kind of excuse for TGI fridays. You don't know how many times I've said 'thank god it's friday' there. seriously. thank god it's friday NOW. I'm not even in a TGI fridays. Oh my god, the deliriousness has kicked in again.
5.Last book you read?
The Devil Wears Prada.
6. Have you made out with anyone on your friends list?
I don't really keep a list of my friends. But if I did I would have made out with all of them. Seriously.
7. Describe your favorite pair of underwear?
French Knickers from Topshop designer lingerie. Not just any lingerie, designer lingerie. I got them for Christmas from George, ahh george.
8. Describe the last time you were injured?
This morning I whacked my hand really hard on our kitchen counter. Not to mention my heart's been breaking ever since CIB didn't call me back.
9. Of all your friends, with whom would you want to be stuck in the middle of a jungle?
Chloé and Francis. It's a tie, they both have black belts in Karate.
10. Are there any odd things that make you feel uncomfortable?
Odd things? Well, It was pretty odd and uncomfortable making when Sarah and Francis started making out at this party we went to. That was very odd.
11. Are there any weird things that turn you on?
The smell of cheesey feet is SOOO sexy. Um, no, not particularily. I feel like I'm pretty normal with the things that excite me. ahem.
12. What is the wallpaper on your cell phone?
A picture of me and Pete Doherty at Glastonbury 2 years ago. I won a free backstage pass with Radio1!!
13. Soda?
Is that even a question?
14. Flavor of pudding?
um, i like many kinds of puddings including ice cream or brownies or cake or WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN.
15. What type of shirt are you wearing?
A black t-shirt from Urban Outfitters that has a drawing of Twiggy on it and says 'Twiggy'
16. Prescription medication?
Not that I'm aware of. And seriously, is that actually a question. How am I supposed to tell what you mean by 'prescription medication?'. That could mean, 'What is your favourite prescription medication?' or 'Do you want some prescription medication?'. So as far as I'm concerned, this question doesn't mean anything to me. I take back the answer that I wrote before.
17. If you could use only one form of transportation for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Bus, but only if it's the old double deckers that London used to have. The new one's are totally anti-short people. Have you seen how high the step is?
20. What are you listening to right now?
The Cure, as always
21. Most recent movie you've watched in a theater?
I don't go to the theatre because I don't have the time, but the absolute last one was The History Boys
22. If you could invent one thing, what would it be?
An invention machine so I could invent anything I wanted. Clever, yes?
23. Name a teacher you had the hots for?
My violin teacher, he was really fat but I couldn't tell at the time, only because I was kind of chubby too. And when I say chubby I mean bordering on clinically obese. Not really. But really. But not. God damn deliriousness...
24. What's your favorite town?
Funkytown
25. Favorite kind of cake?
Brownie cake, made out of brownies all smooshed together with hersheys chocolate sauce. And you just put your hands in there and then smear it all over your face and lick it off. It's actually a good face mask.
26. What's the first word that comes to mind right now?
Artypreppyguyandcuteindieboy. all one word.
29.What did you have for dinner LAST NIGHT?
Oh, venturing off into capitals now are we? well I'll just have to say I HAD CHICKEN KIEV.
31. What's the last thing you said out loud?
I HAD CHICKEN KIEV.
33. Look to your left, what do you see?
A wall. Beige wall paper. Lovely and peely. And a the cure poster. When i say poster i mean a 1 inch by 1 inch photo so no one would notice it there. I'm at work.
34. Who is the last person who spent $100 on you?
Um, No one. ever.
35. Go into your text message log on your phone ... the last text you received?
From APG saying 'it's sunny'. That was a long time ago.
36. What's the last piece of clothing you bought?
The last time I bought clothes was when I wasn't in debt. So I think it was that orange dress from Urban Outfitters that I wore on my first date with CIB.
37. If you could be alone with anyone right now who would it be?
WHY? The purpose of this survey was to drown my sorrows about wanting two different men. God damn you you stupid thing.
38. What do you look for physically in a partner?
Being APG. I mean CIB. Oh god.
39. What's the saddest thing that's happened to you?
Being chucked (not literally, although that would have increased the sad-factor) out of my house was pretty sad. The letter I got from my parents in rehab saying that I was being chucked out of my house was probably the saddest part. And also the lack of cute people in rehab kind of made my sadness increase.
40. What is your motto in life?
If it's hard, it's not worth doing. no, that's like my anti-motto. If there was such a thing as an anti-motto then that would be it. It's totally my anti-motto. You get the point.

The weather outside is frightful

Covent Garden must be a freezer in it's spare time or something, it's actually freezing in the flat. I'm really wrapped up in flannel pj's and a hoodie, and of course some slippers that are basically a piece of duvet with crap soles and a tie at the top, only £3 from h&m, and I swear to someone that my toes are turning blue.
I didn't talk about the girls night in on saturday, which is rather forgetful, it was on my list of things to do (mentally).
Pops wasn't there, she said work needed her for overtime (and I hope she's getting paid for it), so Eves and I watched our favourite movie- legally blonde-and read the words out loud along with elle. God, if I wasn't so asian then I'd definately be her. We ate so much ice cream, and we put on a playlist of happy music and danced around the flat. It was really fun. It's a shame Pops wasn't there, I could have called up pretending to be her doctor saying- 'she has boringitis, she can't be around boring work and boring people for more than the regulated hours. now let her come back home and eat ridiculous amounts of crap and watch movies with her best friends. Thankyou very much'.


Due to the crap weather conditions, I've been searching for the perfect jumper. Topshop jumpers are really quite stupid because most of them are 3/4 sleeves or full of holes or really thin, none of them are PRACTICAL.


of course, urban outfitters and it's seemingly endless supply of hoodies had something ridiculously priced on it's website that might not shrink in the wash-

Bird Print Hoody, £35

You can always count on Paul&Joe sister, but that's only if you have bottomless pockets or aren't still kind of in debt.

anyway, got a date with CIB on Sunday, i'm hoping by then I wont have this wretched cold :(

it's 10pm now, so I've got to go to bed, so I'm sorry for the short post, I just feel like such a terrible blogger, neglecting my blog all the time!

I would just like to start by saying, i am so sorry for being such a crap blogger and not keeping you guys up to date. It's just the last week or so has been a jumble of working and trying to keep C.I.B interested, you know texting him in my lunch breaks and so on.

Well, I kind of feel that all that texting has been abit of a waste, which I will explain about in a minute. I just want to let you all to know that we are not being chucked out of our apartment! yes yes yes! We all worked as much as possible, cut down on buying stuff and borrowed here and there. We are on our way out of debt.

So, back to C.I.B. Me and him went on a date last night, and at the beginning it felt so good to see him again. We went to another thing at barflyand the music was abit shit but he is gorgeous and it all seemed to be going fine. But at roughly 11 o'clock he got a text and after that he started acting kind of shifty and jumpy. Like, I asked him what he' been doing yesterday (just to, you know, make conversation) and he answered me so quickly, without looking at me once. I can tell that there's something he's not telling me. Of course, like any girl would be, i'm worried he might be cheating on me, but i'm not saying that's definately it. Still i've been messed around by guys so much that I wouldn't be suprised if he was seeing someone else.

Oh god, what am I going to do?

McWelcome!

Sorry I haven't been posting for a bit, you might have heard that we (Pops, eve and I) are under threat of being evicted due to lack of money.
So, I decided to take another job... At McDonalds. I'm doing the night shift there, from 11pm to 3am, so now when I get back from day job (urban outfitters) at 6pm, I have some dinner (frozen peas and whatever's in fridge usually does the trick) and then go straight to bed, wake up at 10:30, run off to mcd's (hair net et al) and when I get back, do some serious facial treatment (you don't know how much the grease can wreak havoc on your skin) and go straight back to bed and wake up at 7:30.
This leaves me absolutely no time for dates with CIB, but I've 'got a cold coming on' so when I'm not at U.O (urban outfitters) then I'll be with CIB, snuggled up on the couch watching movies with Phish Food. I've yet to show him my phish food eating talents, though.
Pops is taking a cleaning job at Shelly's (where she works in the day, so she gets fabulous discounts on shoes, such as these red patent ones I'm wearing now) to help pay for the rent, and Eve can't really do anything more, she works in the Apple Market in Be never too busy to be beautiful and she's up there non-stop doing whatever the senior people want with her.
all in all, we haven't seen eachother in forever and we've planned a big girls night in this Saturday (I know! it's so far away!) and we're stocking up on-
*cosmopolitan mags
*ice cream
*nail polish, face packs, makeup etc
*chick flicks- the notebook, legally blonde, you know the drill
* jim-jams (supplied by me, the wonderful urban outfitters discount girl)
and of course hair products, who could forget that. Pops' mum owns a hair salon so Pops learned how to do hair really well, we get free cuts from her (see, we're very thrifty, I don't know why we don't have enough money for this whole rent thing) and she can style it all pretty, so she'll be doing that, Eve will be doing makeup and I will be doing drinks. I make the best Ice Cream milkshakes.
Sigh, saturday is so far away, and I haven't seen CIB in FORVER. who knows, maybe he's snogging some fit indie girl as I type. let's not think about that.

Oh god, the last couple of days have a been a complete nightmare. It started on friday morning when we got a knock on the door at 8 am. I was the only one in, as Pops and Evie had both just left that minute for some retail therapy.
So, I answered the door and it was our landlord. My first thought was that he had had more complaints about 'sexual noises' coming from our flat. I was just about to tell him quite blatantly that none of us has had a boy back for the last month or so (not strictly true, but whatever) , when he dropped a bombshell. He said that if within a week we don't give him all the rent that's been building up over the past couple of months then we would get evicted.
we are so fucking screwed.
I'm not even kidding. Pops and Evie are already working full time (friday was an exception, Pops had just broken up with her boyfriend she needed shoes) and overtime sometimes, and I'm at my wits end with this stupid job where I get paid hardly over the minimum wage and I'm trying to take night school but I couldn't do it with more than 3 hours of sleep a night so I quit.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
wow, I'm sorry.
I'm just pretty stressed out right now.
we totally don't have the money for this.

Phish Food, not Fish Food

I've come to realise that a lot of people don't actually know what Phish Food ice cream is! (Yes, I spelt it 'Phish PHood' in the last post, but i've realised my errors now)

Some think that it is in fact a tub of fish food, others refuse to accept it's existence.

I'm here to tell you about Phish Phood, and why it's brilliant.

To your left you will see exhibit a) The ice cream.

Below this peice of text you will see exhibit b) The description

(fron the Ben and Jerry's website itself!) 'Chocolate ice cream with marshmellow, caramel swirls and fish shaped chocolate chunks'.

I admit, I need to go on a rant about the brilliance of phish food, and I'm going to fulfill that urge.

I remeber discovering Phish Food 2 years ago, in my alcoholic state. It was summer, I was at Eve's house (we didn't know Pop's back then) and we had just drunk two bottles of pimms without the lemonade, and we felt like having a substantial snack. so we raided her freezer, ate some frozen pees and saw the tub of Phish Food. Clearly neglected, it was a month past it's sell by date and the plastic thing around the top of the tub (I'm making a lot of this up, I was too drunk to remember what exactly happened, but give me some artistic liscence. this is a blog, for christ's sake.), so we took some spoons (two, to be precise) and dug in.

We ate the whole tub in a tree in her back garden (I remember that), and I had such bad brain freeze mixed with drunkness that I fell off into a pile of stinging nettles (I also remembered that. who wouldn't?).

I'll never forget that day. It's now my favourite ice cream, and like I said before, I can eat a whole tub in 2 minutes and 29 seconds exactly. I haven't done it in a while, my time might be slower. I'll have to go out and get some ice cream and a stop watch, I'll update you with the times every once ina while.

On with the show.

You're probably wondering where CIB (cute indie boy, god, has it been that long that you can't even remember?) has gone, well he hasn't gone far, I've got him wrapped around my little finger.

We've even gone out to dinner! Which I take as a good thing. we went to Carluccios and he had the chicken and lemon risotto, I had the mushroom pasta and we shared a bottle of wine. and went out for drinks afterwards. and then he stayed at mine. Don't worry, we didn't get anywhere past 2nd base, and we haven't. It's only been a week. God, I'm not that much of a skank.

I might ot be posting for a while after this, I'm having a bit of a crisis with the flat, we might get evicted if we're not careful. So, yeah.

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I have been tagged by quite a few people to do this new-fangled explaining yourself in 5 bullet points, etc, so here it goes...

1. I reached my grade 8 piano with all my grades being high distinction

2. I was in rehab last year (SHOCK! HORROR!) for alcoholism, but that's gone away now. (I can't actually believe that I jsut wrote that for loads of people to read!)

3. I can't stand the band 'The Feeling'. I just can't stand them.

4. I can eat a whole tub of phish phood ice cream in 2 minutes and 29 seconds exactly. (that is impressive, admit it)

5. I measure up to be a miniscule 5ft and 4 inches.

Now I would like to tag Flashy Shades and Dusk&Summer (if you haven't already been tagged, that is)!