Just one little thing as I'm very tired...
http://s227.photobucket.com/albums/dd113/brijsax/?action=view¤t=souled_out_trailerwmv.flv
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! exciting!
xxx
Sunday 31 January 2010
Wednesday 27 January 2010
Mingalaba MOTHER.
It comes to something when a 24 year old English girl doesn't have freedom of expression DOESN'T IT.
As you may notice on my previous post, there's a nonsensical listing, within the reasoning why I haven't created the Menefits blog. This nonsensical entry is point 3, which originally contained the oh so dreaded C word. Now, because Jayney K is so sensitive, I've promised to remove this. Much to my dismay, much to my disdain but, whilst I'm under her roof, I shall 'abide by her rules' - Give you a clue, there's only one rule. Don't say cunt.
Oh sorry mum, it seemed to have slipped out. It's all about the context.
xxxxxx
PS. Still Burmese. Same day.
As you may notice on my previous post, there's a nonsensical listing, within the reasoning why I haven't created the Menefits blog. This nonsensical entry is point 3, which originally contained the oh so dreaded C word. Now, because Jayney K is so sensitive, I've promised to remove this. Much to my dismay, much to my disdain but, whilst I'm under her roof, I shall 'abide by her rules' - Give you a clue, there's only one rule. Don't say cunt.
Oh sorry mum, it seemed to have slipped out. It's all about the context.
xxxxxx
PS. Still Burmese. Same day.
Mingalaba!
Welcome to the new and improved blog of mine. It's long since the days of Pent Friends (contributors putting forward messages in the form of iambic pentameter) and Menefits (Ok, not long since, this was never actually made, as I realised I didn't really want to blog about how to use men for your own benefit. 1. Because between us all, it could turn into some witches brew and 2. Well, it's a bit unfair isn't it really? 3. I'm really not a *the c-word that i had to remove because my mother kept mentioning it until i did
So, as fads of mine go, this could be a keeper. In the last year, I've learnt all of the States and Capitals of the USA, successfully may I add - test me. No really, do. I started to learn French with the aid of a Michel Thomas cd. The format of this was Michel and 2 pupils, you are the third. You. I'll be honest, I found him a tad harsh. He had a huge go at my new classmate Pauline for forgetting the main rule - 'don't try to remember', this really was destined to fail as new hobby wasn't it? Makes me wonder how Pauline is getting on now. I then tried to get through every Almodovar film and, was successful. This was less of a fad and more of a personal challenge, not that tough really, seeing as it was enjoyable to the very end (even 'Kika'), alright, this was the least challenging challenge. Then I said I was going to read all of the Oscar Wilde plays. Done thanks. Then, when it came to something practical and useful (sorry Oscar, I'm pandering to their judgements of how proactive one's day should be, ignore this), like driving lessons, not so well. Oh hello, money, time, effort, time, effort, time, money, what? Plus, on my first lesson I was rather close to going into a bus AND a horse, surely that's an achievement in itself?
SO. Bloggers alike, please welcome me with open arms as I attempt judgement on others, comment where my comment isn't particularly necessary and generally air my soapbox-ish views... this is pure guesswork but I predict a lot of spouting off about the demonisation of subcultures. Then again, it could just be tittle tattle (ha!) and go straight back to what I waste my not so precious time on.
Mind expanding stuff? I think so.
RJB xxx
PS. I hasten to add, I'm also learning how to say hello in as many languages as possible, so blog posts will be labelled as such. Today, I'm Burmese.
So, as fads of mine go, this could be a keeper. In the last year, I've learnt all of the States and Capitals of the USA, successfully may I add - test me. No really, do. I started to learn French with the aid of a Michel Thomas cd. The format of this was Michel and 2 pupils, you are the third. You. I'll be honest, I found him a tad harsh. He had a huge go at my new classmate Pauline for forgetting the main rule - 'don't try to remember', this really was destined to fail as new hobby wasn't it? Makes me wonder how Pauline is getting on now. I then tried to get through every Almodovar film and, was successful. This was less of a fad and more of a personal challenge, not that tough really, seeing as it was enjoyable to the very end (even 'Kika'), alright, this was the least challenging challenge. Then I said I was going to read all of the Oscar Wilde plays. Done thanks. Then, when it came to something practical and useful (sorry Oscar, I'm pandering to their judgements of how proactive one's day should be, ignore this), like driving lessons, not so well. Oh hello, money, time, effort, time, effort, time, money, what? Plus, on my first lesson I was rather close to going into a bus AND a horse, surely that's an achievement in itself?
SO. Bloggers alike, please welcome me with open arms as I attempt judgement on others, comment where my comment isn't particularly necessary and generally air my soapbox-ish views... this is pure guesswork but I predict a lot of spouting off about the demonisation of subcultures. Then again, it could just be tittle tattle (ha!) and go straight back to what I waste my not so precious time on.
Mind expanding stuff? I think so.
RJB xxx
PS. I hasten to add, I'm also learning how to say hello in as many languages as possible, so blog posts will be labelled as such. Today, I'm Burmese.
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