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Stupid Girls
okay, this song has been in my head now for the past week, i know all the words, i am such a geek lolololz Pink - Stupid Girl Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl Go to Fred Segal, you’ll find them there Laughing loud so all the little people stare Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne (Drop a name) What happened to the dreams of a girl president She’s dancing in the video next to 50 Cent They travel in packs of two or three With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be? Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl (Break it down now) Disease’s growing, it’s epidemic I’m scared that there ain’t a cure The world believes it and I’m going crazy I cannot take any more I’m so glad that I’ll never fit in That will never be me Outcasts and girls with ambition That’s what I wanna see Disasters all around World despaired Their only concern Will they **** up my hair Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl [Interlude] Oh my god you guys, I totally had more that 300 calories That was so not sexy, no Good one, can I borrow that? [Vomits] I WILL BE SKINNY (Do ya thing, do ya thing, do ya thing) (I like this, like this, like this) Pretty will you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty would you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, stupid girl! Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl
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Vr0ooo0o00om
I’ve bought a car!!
its this...
But in indigo blue.
It’s only a 1.1, but its what i can afford and it’s what i want. Well i would have wanted a 1.1 but beggers can’t be choosers!
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Rushden People Are Khunts
Well, i went out for the first time in a long time with my friends from rushden on saturday night, and i cant decided if it was a good night or a bad night. Didn’t have too much of a bad day at work, so it put me in a good mood for the party i went to. Went home ate, got ready etc etc. Dave came to pick me up to go to toms and when i got in the car she was crying, not just sobbing, BAWLING her eyes out. I hate it when people do that as i am shit in situations like that, but i managed to calm her down, and it turned out that a group of three or four people had turned up who where not invited, but tom wouldn’t get rid of them because they were his ’’friends’’. Dave, is the person, when she doesnt like somebody, she will let them know, and this had upset her. So anyway, we got there, Tom was trying to make it up to dave as he knew he’d upset her, but she wasn’t having any of it, so i kinda got stuck with trying to cheer her up all night. Anyway, somebody there, i will not name names incase this gets around, but he had been abit of a twat before he got there and had taken god knows what, and drank god knows what and was sick a few times on the way. So we know it was going to happen sooner or later. When i got there Linda was trying to get him to sober up but it didnt work, about an hour later, he was sick all over the floor in the bar room, so muggins here had to clean it up. So that god rid of one problem and he got shoved out of the door, but then a few hours later, somebody pushed somebody, some rude words were exchanaged, and some punches were starting to be thrown, and with my luck, i got caught in the middle of it and just manged to escape a bloody nose. Night carried on, continued to have a good time, Me and Betts, opened one of toms birthday presents before he got a change to get at it. It was a inflatable banana, which you had to throw rings on, and me being me was getting all the ladies to throw their rings on the banana. There was a prize, 2 rings on my banana, got a kiss on the face, and all 3 rings got a snog from me. Nobody got all three rings on my banana, apart From El, who got all three, and with her boyfriend being there and her being toms sister, i wasn’t approprtiate for me to kiss her, so she only got a kiss on the face. Anyway, had a dance, with most of the females there, smoke, drank rather alot. Got to the end of the night when everybody was leaving, another bit of banter broke out, all because somebody spilt some drink and didnt bother to mop it up, and one of the older ladies went off on one at the young(chav) lad, and he started on her. So in the drive way of this house you had the lady and this chav shouting at each other and lunging towards each other, and yet again, i got caught in the middle of it all, trying to break it up and nearly got punched again. It adds to the excitement of the night i suppose. There alre always a few people who spoil it for others. I stayed abit later and help everybody tidy up, and we had a good old cup of tea, as all english people do to make things better. I was going to walk all of the mile home, but tom insisted i got a taxi, but i had to share it with some random people i had never met before, Which at the time was fine. When we got in the taxi, the bloke who i was sharing it with, whos name i think was dave, started telling me what a great bloke i was. I didn’t have a problem with this, because i know i am, but he had only met me 10 mins ago!! He was suggest that we go to ’’Life’’ which is the local dive of a club in wellingborough. when i declined, he suggest the ’’jolly’’ the local gay dive club in northampton. I was quick with my response and said, oh i haven’t got any money, i’ve had to borrow the taxi fare off Tom so i can’t go. He said he would pay for everything because i am a good lad and he likes me. Still declining the offer, he then went onto rubbing my shoulder, then my arm for the next 5 minutes of the tax
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The Past....
I’ve spent the past couple of says looking back over my old journal entries and it has made me think. 2004 was a bit of an eventful year for me, loosing my job at the garden centre, being unemployed, finding another job, being absolutely besotted with a member of this place, and spending time with him, which to me, at that time, was the best thing that ever happened to me. Then having some form of crush on the vilest person in the whole entire UK, who made my life hell when I said, I didn’t want to know him anymore. 2005, not much happened there, I think that the only memorable thing that happened, which I enjoyed was going to the isle of mull, I had such a wonderful time, a holiday that I will remember. I think also being able to get the chance to work in contact lenses at work has been a big step for me, made me happier for awhile, but it has started to wear off. But now, what do I do with my life? Fuck all I have very few friends; I could count them all with the digits on my left hand with a few to spare. I am not in touch with anybody; all bar one person I used to go school with, as they have all gone off to uni and are now leading there own lives, whilst i’m still stuck in shitty Northamptonshire. I spend all day with the blind people of Northampton, and the people I work with, who are not friends as much as I kid myself into believing, but in reality they are just work colleagues and I am paid to get on with them. Don’t get me wrong they are all good bunch, but would I really have got on with them in the outside world and built a relationship with them? All the people I were friendly with at work have left, Lucy for example, has moved to Ireland, she has gone to lead her own life, which upsets me, as its the 2nd time she has gone to do this now, and she is loving it. I am kicking myself and not be able to get the courage to take up chances like that. And what do I do with my life? I do fuck all, what have I achieved over the past few years, the only thing is passing my driving test, BIG FUCKING DEAL. What is that going to do to me, give me independence? It would do if I could afford to buy a car, but I fear that I would just spend my time driving around, not knowing where I am going, like with live, and ending up somewhere I don’t want to be. In an ideal world, I’d lead the perfect life, have the perfect job, the perfect partner, a place of my own, and not be stuck living with my parents because I can’t afford to move out. Again I can feel myself slipping into another one of my dark periods, where I will have no idea what I am doing, why I am alive, and what they fuck use I am on this planet. I can see it now, my body will become a mass of cuts and scars again, which I have managed mainly to avoid over the past year. Sometimes I really do think, why do I bother to do anything useful with my life, sometimes it will be easier to say, bye to it all and just go somewhere, disappear where nobody can find me, so I can rot and die.
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S-P-A-M
Spam Spam
It’s pink and it’s oval
Spam I buy it at the mobil
Spam
It’s made in Chernobyl
Spam
When I was a child
My family was so poor
They didn’t have the finer things in life to eat
So they had a plan
In a big blue can
A government substitute for meat
It was, Spam
It’s pink and it’s oval
Spam
I bought it at the mobil
Spam
It’s made in Chernobyl
Spam
To get me to eat it at dinner
They said I’d grow up like Bruce Jenner
He was a winner that never knew defeat
And when he got hungry (when he got hungry)
He cracked open a can of that special treat
Oh It Was...Spam
It’s pink and it’s oval
Spam
I bought it at the mobil
Spam
It’s made in Chernobyl
Spam
S-P-A-M don’t you know it’s my best friend
S-P-A-M again and again and again and again
S-P-A-M don’t you know it’s my best friend
S-P-A-M again and again and again and again
So go and forget your O-S-C-A-R
There’s one meat by-product that’s the best by far
Spam
It’s pink and it’s oval
Spam
I bought it at the mobil
Spam
It’s made in Chernobyl
Spam
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