do guys read pornographic literature???

I got this text message from a guy last night - 

"As ur heart thuds with every thrust of my erect cock. Your left leg starts to quiver as you finally realise the feeling of a multiple orgasm, u scream no - i dont listen, a feeling of light headiness comes over you since the sensation all over your body is tingling - u gasp for air as u have forgotten to breath. I slip my finger into your soaking vagina, i tickle your g-spot u scream an twitch beg me to stop still i dont listen... An now your just going to have to find out how this story ends"

I didn't reply, as I was too busy pissing myself laughing. And coming from a guy who I met when I was wasted, I really don't think I want to find out how that story ends. As it is never going to end. It will just be another hilarious text from some random guy who I made out with at some stage of my drunken night.

Pole Dancing

So I'm finally doing pole dancing lessons, and it is amazing!!!

I've been wanting to do lessons for quite a while, but according to Melissa, it's a form of dancing just for women to get naked and to turn on men, and if I were to do pole dancing, she would stop speaking to me. Now that we are no longer friends, I can do pole dancing, for the real reason - to get fit and to have fun, and to try out a different sort of dancing.

I know pole dancing is nothing about getting naked and just to turn on men.

Pole dancing is about strength - a lot of strength. I'm already bruised from my first lesson, and my arms are feeling a little sore. I think the last time I got an arm work out that good was when I used to do trapeze. But seriously, so much strength is needed to do pole dancing. You have to hold your self up on the pole with just your arms or legs. And it is also so much fun!

Sure, you have to wear really short shorts, but if you were to wear pants, you would just slide right off the pole.

Proper pole dancing, is tasteful, and it looks amazing. I'm hoping I can get really good and move up to higher levels. I've started with the beginners class - which is a six week course, and right now, I'm definitely wanting to do another six week course once this one is done.

I'm already looking forward to next Friday, and to more bruises, and more sore muscles.

you bit my lip

and it doesn't bother me.

my neck is bruised, and it hurts.

and i really don't care.

& to be honest, i kind of like it...

NYE, 2009/2010

best. night. ever.

even the day was good. sure, I had to go see my GP, but I went into town after the appointment and Josh and Nicole spotted me, so I hung out with them for half the day, and made plans to go to Rach/Kim/Nat/Heidi's house for around 7.30 pm for pre-drinks, before seeing the fireworks and partying into the morning.

went and bought a new bottle of vodka, as my 1L bottle was pretty much empty. got ready and used some of my new nail polish that I got for christmas. (it's so pretty on!).

met Nicole and Josh on the shuttle bus on the way to Rach's and gave Nicole her alcohol I picked up for her, then walked to Rachels and started drinking and partying (and introducing Josh and Nicole to everyone, as they didn't know them).

after drinking and talking (and spewing) at the house for a few hour, we decided it was time to go down to the harbour for the fireworks. We got the shuttle bus there, and from what I remember, it was pretty much a party bus. got to the harbour and sat down in a park and waited for the fireworks to start, and still drinking!!!

the fireworks finally started and it was fun and pretty. so good. i somewhat enjoy seeing explosions in the sky.

after the fireworks had ended, we walked into town to go to Glasshouse. I don't remember much of the walk, but I do remember drinking pulse's and vodka cranberries, and I saw Kira and Julie, which was fun! 

once all the alcohol had been drunk (except for my flask bottle of vodka, which was in my bag the entire night), it was time to go into Glasshouse and party!!! (and pee, I remember needing to pee so so so so so bad!!!)

lots of dancing was done, more drinking was done, lots of socialising was done. at one stage, a few of us went to Oporto's for a feed, and I made friends with the manager. talked to lots of people on the street, which is always fun. after eating, Nicole and Josh decided it was time for them to go home, so me and Heidi went back to Glasshouse to continue partying the night away. more dancing, more drinking and more socialising was done. all in all, it was an amazing night. 

by the time Glasshouse decided to close, everyone drunk, and spewing was done (not by me), and then it was time to wait (forever) for a taxi. 

I finally made it home, safe and in one piece, and nothing had been lost, I'm guessing around 3.30 - 4 am. I guess I made some toast, as when I decided to go into the lounge room today, there was a napkin and toast crusts on the coffee table.

I also had quite a good morning - minus the severe lack of sleep (which I still haven't caught up on), but I'm not complaining. I thought it was a really great morning. I hope he thought so aswell.

I got heaps of photos, most of which I don't remember taking. I will post up a few later during the week. or even later tonight.

ps. 1 month, 19 days till my birthday

best

ever.
from what I can remember.
I would like more, please.

& all the pain went away. I couldn't feel it. It was some of the best hours of this year. & I would like some more, but my fingers aren't crossed.

Christmas 2009

I had an amazing day.
I just spent the day at home with my mum (except for her daily coffee run)

I woke up 7 am needing to pee (as usual), and since mum has told me the night before she wanted to start the day around 10 am or so, I willed myself back to sleep. Waking up 2 hours later at 10 am, i rushed out of bed to wake up my mum and wish her a Merry Christmas! She wanted to stay in bed and wake up for an extra 10 mins, so I let her, while I opened up the goodies in my santa stocking. Inside my santa stocking were two mini boxes of Lindt chocolate, a plastic christmas bell with jellybells and a walking penguin toy, mini gingerbread men, and three nailpolishes from Sportsgirl - minty green, watermellony pink, and a shiny light purple).
Mum came out into the dining room where we opened all of our presents and waited for breakfast to be cooked.
I got for my mum a $40 JB-HiFi gift voucher, seasons 1 & 2 of Flight of the Concords, Best of Annie Lennox CD/DVD, Cadel Evans autobiography, box of Lindt chocolate, block of Lindt dark chocolate with orange, Byron Bay Cookie Co. cookies, a box of stamps, dragonflies to use for scrapbooking, and an apron (which was worn pretty much all day!!!)
My mum got me electric beaters, two Women's Weekly cookbooks, Fierce by Kelly Osbourne, Buffy collectors edition boxset, underpants, a manicure kit, 10 Things I hate About You DVD, Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion DVD, The Sixth Sense DVD, The Castle DVD, The Addams Family Values DVD, Now And Then DVD, 1000 Things To Do In London for 10pounds book.

After all the presents were unwrapped, it was time for breakfast, out tradition of croissants - so yummy!!! With raspberry jam. Such an awesome breakfast!!!

After breakfast, we flicked through our books, and I sent a few merry christmas text messages, and then got dressed and went out to get mum her coffee. I wore my new lace dres (which is VERY cute), and then we came home and started watching the DVDs we had gotten. We ate some nuts (and I ate half a carrot), and then mum decided it was time to start cooking tea - and to start drinking champagne.
After a while, dinner was ready - roast turkey, and vegies (parsnip, potato, sweet potato, pumpkin, corn on the cob and brocollini). Dinner was good!!! (except the turkey was really salty, which I didnt really enjoy). After eating dinner, me and mum just sat at the table talking for aaaaaaaaaaaages and drinking lots of champagne. I thought it was great - we haven't sat down and talking like that for such a long time. We also kept drinking lots of champagne (and got a little drunk), and then we had some dessert! Mum had made a christmas pudding yesterday, which was saved for dessert, which we had with thick cream - it was such a good pudding!!! (We even had seconds).
After leaving the table, we decided to watch some more DVDs till we got all tired (the champagne probobly got to our heads aswell), so it we both went to bed.

Till I realised I couldn't sleep (as usual), so thought it would be a good idea to write this christmas blog before I forgot all about christmas day.

I had an amazing christmas day :) minus all the pain in my leg and waiting for every four hours till when I could next take more painkillers, it was a great day with good presents and good food and an awesome conversation, and even looking at photographs (and myself not recognising my own grandfather).
I really do wish for more christmases like today to come. Even if it is just only me and my mum, its the only thing I know, and the only thing I like, especially on days like christmas and birthdays.

december twenty three

It's been exactly one year since I got the surgery on my hip.
Towards the end, I didn't really want the surgery, as I knew there was a 50/50 chance of the surgery not getting rid of the pain, and I was thinking, why get the surgery, which is going to be painful anyway, and possibly come out the other side, still in pain?
But my friend at the time said to get it, and it could work and whatever else was said (I wasn't really paying much attention to a lot of things which were said to me around that point in time).
Obviously, the surgery didn't work, and one year on from the surgery (and nearly 3 years on from the car accident), I'm still in pain.
If anything, the pain is worse. For the past three and a half weeks, the pain has been so bad, at one stage I was taking 6 different types of pain killers a day. I spent a day in hospital. I've been to the doctors more times these past few weeks then I can count on one hand, and right now, I'm constantly counting down the hours till I can next take more pain killers (right now, I only have a 20 min wait). This is not how I imagined I would be living like at 22. This is not how I imagined the rest of my life would be like.

It sucks to be me.

For a while, all I want to do is just sit and cry. Lay down and cry. I just want to cry till I can't cry anymore. The pain is just getting to me and I don't know how to deal with it anymore. Just the constant day in, day out really bad pain is doing my head in. Not mention it being Christmas time, and as I get older, more things make me dis-like Christmas - and this is another reason to dis-like Christmas. I've always felt a little more sad then usual around Christmas time. Knowing it's another year of being permanently in pain makes me a little more upset.
All I want for Christmas is for this pain to go away, but I know that is not going to happen.
At least I finally got an appointment with a Pain Management Clinic. Just really annoyed that I had to wait for about 5 months, only to get an appointment thats still another 3 months away.
Heres hoping I don't need to keep relying on my years supply of Panadiene Forte, and this pain eases up in time for the New Year.

I am hoping for a better New Years then last year. One that isn't spent falling asleep on the lounge at 11 pm, drowsy from too many pain killers.