Job trial tomorrow!!!!!!

Heres the thing...

I have a job trial tomorrow in a salon called Urban Hair in Standish... I got told its a good salon... and they want a good hard working trainee... so they put my name forward!

I'm nervous... but excited at the same time... I really want a job in a salon... so fingers crossed its what I'm looking for... and I'm what they are looking for!

I keep thinking to much into it... I'm already planning on quitting next hehe... which I depending on the hours/shifts I'll be doing might not actually happen.

Anyway wish me luck... I don't know what I'll be expected to do... shampoo... blow-dry... or maybe just make cups of tea...

I'll try impressing them with my head massages... These hands of mine can work wonders... so hopefully I'll get a job out of it!

Eep....... so nervous hehe

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The Heaton Clan!

I was talking with a friend the other day about our families. In recent years I have heard nothing but bad comments from people about their parents, sibilings, aunties, grandparents, like its a episode of Maury! And it has made me realise something. I love my family! And you know what I actually feel quite smug about it. Sure they piss me off sometimes, but then again most people piss me off half the time lol, but nevertheless I feel completely honoured to have the family I do.

My Mum- Can make a mountain out of a mole hill if I'm perfectly honest, but without being sexiest, thats most likely because she is a woman. However, she always has good intensions and other peoples needs before her own. I tell her everything about my life... even the stuff she doesn't want t hear... which I find amusing, as she gets all embarassed! Good times!

My Sister- I appreciate her more when she is away from home... because it means I look forward to seeing her when she returns. Shes the girl that knows everything about everything about me! She's the one who when your going round to a guys house to "hang-out", tells the parents "Mark's just gone from to Laura's or Becky's or Ryan's house". Great girl!

My Dad- Now as a few of my readers will know... I never got on with my Dad, and tbh I don't really want to focus on the past. What I like is the now. I like how accepting his is. How nothing I do seems to surprise him anymore. He's the guy I ask for a sneeky cig off because apparently "I've quit". And the guy that if I'm ever is serious trouble, he'll deal with it calmly and able to sort it out for you.

And most importantly... we all know how to drink like a fish!!!!!!!!

Man I feel like a WOMAN!

What a week!

The hair show went well... I was nervous... running off nervous energy! And now its over... and something to be proud of!

A massive thanks to Toni for being the best model I could have asked for. Committed, patient, and a little trooper!

Its weird... something gets so built up and planned in your head... then its over... I feel I have nothing to think about now, except my birthday!

Not long now and then I'll be 20... not a teenager, a propa adult! Good times! Or is it bad times!

Anyway its a birthday, which means only one think, drink, drink and more drink!

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Right Its Time to Find a Man!

Is that really cliche! I don't do cliches... I always like to think my thoughts and feelings are slightly different to the norm to society... but maybe its not such a bad thing.

Pride is over... and I had a blast! Boozing, smoking, and maybe putting a sustances or two into my system which would be classified as illegal, but it was Pride... it only comes around once a year!

Anyway my point is this... I think I need to chance a few of my ways... as in things I do which as a result... could stop me finding a decent guy... and only attract the wrong type.

So heres my new plan:

• No drugs... not a quick spliff, not a line or two... nothing
• Cut down on the drinking... ano I sound boring... but I have only one liver... and I'm certainly pushing it to the limits!
• Cut down smoking... it is a filthy habbit but I love it... so I won't go cold turkey... maybe become a social smoker... I deffo need a pack or Lambert with me when I have a SOCO and Coke!
• Cut down on the take aways. Nights out + Waiting for a taxi = Cheese burger and chips! I wanna loose a few pounds and tone up a bit more.

Its a four point plan but hopefully I'll feel better in myself, and lets face it... the better you feel... the better blow jobs you give!

I'm not doing this for a guy in particular... and I don't feel I need to do this for anyone... I just want to.

Bad Sex

People make out that sex IS the be all and end all to a relationship! But is it actually possible to like someone who is really bad when it comes to making you... come!

Great sex can make someone who is a complete dick with you... into the man of your dreams. So is it possible that if the shoe was on the other foot, if the guy you get fucked by is really bad, does that make a protencial relationship doomed.

Bad sex is usually down to one thing... bad manners. If you're not getting yours, then he's not doing his chores! Sex to be great cannot be one sided. For example if your giving a quick hand shandy to someone, you are expected to get something in return. You shouldn't have to pleasure someone because you feel you have to... do it because you want to.

Women piss me off when it comes to them talking about giving head. Boring, horrible, vile, are a few connotations I've heard people use when talking about blow-jobs. We guess what girls, if your not enjoying it... the likely hood is neither is he. But then again the fact your going against your moral highground and actually doing it must count for something, even if it good, right?

But all this stress that you think about when it comes to sex. Am I good? Did he enjoy that? I hope I don't need to do that again? Makes sex to over rated and not a 'good' as it cracks up to be.

So maybe sex is just bad in general. Maybe we should all just be selfish and have good sex like ever other self centred prick. That way if we all fuck each other selfishly... we both get what we want.

The Big Question!

Its going to be a risky one!

And I don't wanna say what it is!

But I'm going to take the risk!

So wish me luck!

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I'm such a dick!

I really am! Thats what peoples first impressions of me must be! Now I'm going to sound very sorry for myself in this blog post but fuck it... better out then in!

I make out I'm this amazing, care free guy... when really I'm the exact opposite. I do care what people thing... I'm not that amazing! What do you see when you first see me? To most people... a puff, a queen! When you wanna know something... despite what you might think... I'm not! Sure it might be obvious I'm queer... when you talk to me... I don't make it obvious. I have a personality don't I! My life isn't revolved around handbags and Vogue Magazine!

I'm fed up of being spoke to like shit! Sure I'm proud of the fact I'm quite blunt with people... but never would I talk to someone like shit... just for the sake of it... so don't talk to me like that!

First impressions of me... what our they? Most likely negative! Right? How can you keep telling yourself your a great person when so many people put you down. You can't? And evenutally you start to live up to reality. Your not the person you'd like to be.

I hate hating myself! So I put all those emotions in a tiny box in the back of my mind... but sooner or later that tiny box can't fit all the feelings you've kept lock inside. So they come spilling out! And your left to clean the mess up.

I'm such a dick!

A big sorry to the masses!

Recently I have realised something... something that I never wanted to ever happen in my life. I think it is all part and part of growing up and having important priorities but in the past few months (looking back now) I feel my priorities have all been to do with work and other related issues.

Without sounding like every other person on the internet but my life is focused a lot around the people I love, friends, family etc. But unfortunately I feel I haven't been giving these people my time. I'm finding it harder and harder to see people, whether its going out with the fags to manchester or just having a brew and a chat with an individual. And I'm not liking the situation.

Sure I still love them all and I don't feel I am growing appart from anyone I just feel that all my close friends I don't see as often as I would like to.

God I sound pathetic... there are worse things to worry about in life. So I hope this blog post doesn't come across as superficial.

Anyway I'm sorry to all those I love if lately I haven't seen much. But hopefully soon when I get a routeen back in my life you will once about be my number one priority.

:D

I'm so proud!

Of my big sister!

She got a 1st in here degree!!!!!!!

Well done Kat!

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Love Your Friends

I was talking to one of my mates the other day about love. Love is one of the most complex and interesting topic everyone experiences on a daily basis. Whether its the love of your Starbucks Latte, or you love what you have done to your hair or even if its just the special feelings you have for someone in your life... there is usually only a small time span between each time we feel love for something.

Me and my friend discussed true love. Loving your Starbucks Latte isn't love... its a clone of a feeling you can only describe as love, but deep down you tell yourself that it is love and end up believing it. But the fact is love isn't exactly as great as society makes out. When a feeling of happiness falls upon you, love is a strong connotation of this emotion. So thus love is linked with happiness. Wrong. If love was that simple, then life would be simple. The simple feeling you have for a pair of Vivienne Westwood heels isn't true love. Its a copy.

I ramble on like I know what I'm talking about. But what I say is just my opinion. It isn't solid fact. I'm not trying to patronise anyone by making out I know the "in's" and "out's" of what love really is, because lets face it, I don't. Know one really does.

Recently I have fallen for someone. A friend. Do I tell them? I don't know? Do I really like them? That to I really don't know. Being single you always think the grass is greener on the other side and vise verser. So could these feelings just be respect I have for my friend and my mind is turning them into something more, something to try and fill an empty subconsious hole in my life. What are these feelings I speak of anyway. Is it love? Do I love my friend? Or do I just "love" my friend? Who knows.

The best solution to love is through time. Over time love can fizzle out, grow, or even fizzle out and then grow back. Time heels all wounds. Time allows things to blossom.

What a hangover?

Heres the deal. I'm embracing my single lifestyle. Every single single person has at some point said... "I love being single... I feel so free... So alive" and all the other cliche bullshit people try and convince themselves they actually believe when really... they're lying. Well in recent weeks I have turned these cliche declaratives into reality! I'm actually enjoying being single... and replacing a cock with a drink or two or three instead. And you wanna know something I'm having the time of my life.

For example last night... I went out with my gayboys, and had one of the best nights of my life! Sure I got off with guys... let a few guys grope me here and there... but this time it was for different reasons. Before hand if I got off with a guy and he decided to feel my bum or insisted I stroked his "big hard cock" I did it because I thought it made me feel good about myself... made me feel attractive... made me feel wanted... then the whole "Wanna come back to my house" conversation came up... and being a bit insercure the answer was usually ok... because I felt I need to carry on letting this guy grope me in order to make me feel better. But in past weeks my approach towards these guys... the ones who think if they shove a sambucca down your throat they can shove a finger up your arse... if I get off with someone... whether they are a gentleman or not... its because I want to... not because I need to. I'm doing things because I find it fun, not because I think its fun. I'm taking control of situations and saying no because I know the next day I wish I had said no. Sure this has resulted in a dry patch for me when it comes to getting laid. But I really don't care.

I'm happy and content... and even the biggest, hardest cock from the sexiest guy which would last a night can't make me feel any better then I do right now

:)

Why does she piss me off sooooooo much?

Right I've just watched loose women, a program I used to love and found quite entertaining. But recently I have come to realise the novelty of the program has worn off and I've come to see that the so called 'Loose' women are just a bunch of childish middle ages women who think they have strong moral opinions, when really they talk a load of bollocks!

Jackie Brandels- looks like she's been dragged through a hedge backwards. Come on love... your the main presenter of the show... at least book in for a blowdry before you go on air.

Coleen- her personality is expressed through her tits. Every joke, declarative or when ever a handsome male guest comes on the show... her tits always have to have a mention! Put them alway pal... your hardly showing how much of strong minded woman you really are when every conversation begins with you feeling your knockers!

Carol- Now I used to like Carol. She was the type of woman you'd wanna go out with and get hammered with... because that was all she seemed to be interested in... having a good time. Then she completely contradicted herself and got herself a young toy boy... sure women do have needs... but still you let me down!

Jane- Where do I begin... common and loud! Yet she is still classed as classy because she shops at NEXT!

But the worse woman on that show (forgive me if I've mentioned her before when bloggering but she is really started to get on my tits!) The Malteaser woman on the sponser advert!

Will someone shoot her please! 190 calories... you need new ways to b naughty. I'm not being funny but at the rate of packets of malteasers she's eating I think she's being more then a little 'naughty'. Maybe thats all she eats! Malteasers! God you won't invited her round for tea would you? All she'd do is eat a packet of malteasers and do something naughty!

Well do you wanna know what you are love

An annoying fucking, ugly, fat, pedamorphic, plain, common, typical boring bitch... who makes every single woman in this country look bad!

Just fuck off!

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Mad Libs!

I'm bord so I'm doing Mad Libs online and amusing myself

Here are some of them

Learn to be rock star!

I'm at a new school. Its name is “The Mark Heaton School for Rock Stars.” The courses here are fat!

My first assignment is to learn to play the spoons and sing like a rock star. To be a good rock star, I'm supposed to hump around a lot, to finger across the stage, and to wank at the audience. I did not act like that at my old school, so I think I'll have to work on it for a while; this will be interesting homework.

My second assignment is to learn to have an entourage, which is a group of people that always seems to follow around a rock star. I have a lot of friends, but for this assignment I suddenly have 9000001 people following me around, telling me how hairy I am, how they really like my thong, and how I am the most ugly person ever. I can't be sure, but I think they are just saying that.

My final assignment is to put on a rock concert. I have to arrive in a(n) shag wagon and walk the green carpet, past all the fucking fans with cameras flashing in my face. Then, when I get inside, my entourage will be there and I will rim with them to the stage. Next, I'll perform 13 songs, all while pooing across the stage, singing, and fisting at the audience. This will be the toughest final exam I've ever had, and the one I'll never forget!

(sorry about this one... I honestly couldn't stop laughing though when I read it)

The Camping Trip

It was a cold, perverted night. Vicky and Karen licked out around the campfire, boning songs and eating bananas.
Soon they got tired, climbed into their douche bags, and eventually fell asleep. Suddenly, they were both wide awake. There was a loud groping sound outside the tent. Karen grabbed Vicky's fury gorge and held on for dear life. Vicky started chanting, “Lions and pubes and herpies, oh my!” over and over again.
Then into their tent fell their friend Toni. Toni had been thirsty and had gone into the house for some piss. Now the piss was on the floor of their tent. But they all had a good laugh and went back to sleep.
It turned out to be a very fit camping trip. And maybe next time they'll even leave Karen's backyard.

(I'm so sorry kids!)

Hay Everyone!

Meet Russell...

How Refreshing!

Right I just had the most ridiculous and spontaneous idea ever, an urge so strong I just had to do it! (No it’s not stealing milk from the neighbours).

I was having a cig at the back door and saw my dog having a great time in the rain… she just looked so happy prancing around getting wet and trying to catch the drips off the car port roof in her mouth. This is when I came to the conclusion about something… I don’t know about you lot (the ones that own pets I should add) that when you look at a animal, especially when your feeling a bit down, and think wouldn’t life be so much simpler if you where in their position.

So I thought I’d take a leaf out of my dog’s book. I put out my cig and just stood in the rain. It was freezing… deathly cold… I didn’t even put shoes on… my feet hurt from the stones underfoot. But for that moment I didn’t care… not one bit… not about the wind… the rain… nothing! Just like my dog! It was just an amazing experience stood their looking up at the rain. You never do that you see. You appreciate the sun and can spend hours soaking it up… but never the rain… when really rain is more impression then sun… sure I do prefer the sunshine… but every so often just experiencing the feeling of the rain can be a truly amazing thing.

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Ouch!

Enough said really...

The only 3 people awake in the entire world!

Firsty this blog isn't about my situation I experienced last night when dropping my friend Karen off at her house last night at 1am... its about a story I got told today.

When I was born I was a "delightful" baby according to certain sources. I would eat when I needed food. I slept when I needed sleep. I was healthy, happy, a pleasure to any parent. The reason being was because I had to be. My older sister was a bit more awkward, but nevertheless my mum loved us both equally.

What I'm going to talk about is my 4am feed. Like clockwork, every morning I would wake up at 4am and like any demanding queer, I expected to be fed! This was the job of my mother. The woman who carried me for 9 months. When she tells me this story I don't feel she felt it was so much of a chore but something she looked forward to do. She would come into my room and see me in my cot. She would turn on the oil-filled radiator to turn my small front bedroom at 4 Kilburn Grove into a cosy little cacoon. She would then go downstairs and make me my bottle. When she arrived back she to the pre-heated room, she would turn on the radio. We where the only 3 people awake in the entire world... she says. Me, my mum and the man on the radio. This man told me and my mum all about the wars going on in the world... informed us that the Berlin wall was being pulled down... and all other happenings which occured when the rest of the world decided to wake up. But at that moment nothing bad would be happening. How can anyone do anything bad when they're asleep?

I bet she would look at me and think of all the things I would accomplish. "Will he be a scientist, a musican, a footballer, a hairdresser, a fireman, a vet, a drug dealer". What ever the answer to the retorical question was... it didn't matter... since sooner or late when everyone would wake up that interrogative would be answered.

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WTF Facebook!

Many of you agree with me here when saying the new facebook is a load of rubbish! The entire layout if you ask me seems to much and I much prefer the old simple version.

Sure the new facebook chance has caused a lot of debates between folk... whether at work, school, college, even if your just on the bus you hear people discussing it... but you hear most peoples opinions... on facebook. You get status' with declarative like...

• (Name) thinks the new facebook is wank
• (Name) hates facebook now!!!!!!
• (Name) dunt lik v new facbuk :( xoxox

I'm one of these people who have wrote one of these types of negative statements and since I support the movement to chance the facebook back to what is was... people who are complaining about people complaining about facebook ARE PISSING ME OFF!

The small minority of people who either don't care about the new change or like the new change in my opinion should keep their opinions to themselves! The majority have spoken so therefore in conclusion facebook should have never been changed!

Don't try and sound all contraversial and go against the masses... shut the fuck up!

Tossers!

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Better then any porno site!

OMG! I have found the most addictive website known to man! Its a bit like postsecret... well its content is completely different but its as interesting as it.

Its www.oddee.com

I can't be arsed explaining what its about but its really good! I was on it all last night just reading all the different topics on it! Its brill!

Anyway went shopping with my sister today to help her buy her a outfit for her 21st. She got a nice little black dress a off white coloured belt and shoes to match the outfit. I think it looks amazing! It's been a really fun day. I saw a really fit guy in H&M! I have a feeling he was a gay as well! Never seen him in there before aswell... then again I don't usually shop on a Sunday so that might be the only day he works... so next sunday... I'll be there! O wait... isn't that stalking lol!

I haven't been out this weekend I need to save the pennies.

But I'm going to toni and kyles tonight which should be fun. Vicky is home! YAY! I've missed her. Me and her are going to Manchester sometime which should be fun!

Anyway just thought I'd let you know about oddee!

Go on it... it really is interesting

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I'm In A Right Pickle of a Onion!

Here's the thing... I really really really like someone! Like majorly! I'm not mentioning any names but I'm completely obsessed with "Mr X".

Recently I have come to believe that this Mr X could like me to but like all good things... complications get in the way... these complications to I won't discuss.

Now sure I'm happy being this guys friend... because I've rather have a relationship with this guy based on friendship then no relationship at all, but its preventing me from having any other feelings for anyone else!

Whenever I find someone else to be interested in... in the back of my mind I can't help but think "He's no Mr X"!

Its stupid I know! I keep telling myself that but I've also found a lot of guidance from a book I'm reading called "The Power of Now". Its all about finding true enlightenment through the power of the Present and of the Being. Yes it is as deep as it sounds... but its a good read and really tells you some eye opening way of thinking...

As long as I have my book this whole Mr X situation with just get by... hopefully anyway.

On a different note I went watching Noah and the Whales last night. They were really good!

I love my Noah and the Whales t-shirt aswell!

Mucho Love

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Is Myspace Dead!

Tonight I have realised something... Myspace is dead to me... completely.

I do still sign back on every few days... but I really don't know why... it must be just habbit.

I signed in today and has a few friends requests, a few birthday reminders, and a comment.

I looked at my comment and it was just from some musican who was promoting some new tune on his profile. But the previous comment I had to that one was from the 14th November when people where wishing me a happy birthday!

Am I getting old? Can I not classify myself as a hardcore scene kid who went to Pada on a Friday... and drank Aftershock and VKs... is this the beginning of the end of my youth! True I am no longer a teenager this year... the big 2 0. Am I offically a adult... how do I know... am new to this whole adulthood... do I need some sort of membership?

BULLETINS!

Now heres summat to make me laugh!

I remember posting one every 5mins... god I must of been annoying... I obv thought my life was worth talking about lol.

Here are a few recent bulletins people posted!

1. I would love to hav sex watching CSI....... Well I'm not being funny or anything... but if you wanna have sex whilst watching CSI... go have sex... and I don't know about you... but if I was having sex... the last thing I would want to be doing is watching TV... even if their shit... thats down right rude!
2. back in college tomorra. Firstly its tomorrow! We are not part of the ghetto here my dear. But nevertheless... hope your feeling better.
3. PC4PC on Default. Now default must be the more sophisticated way of saying dp (display pic). I'm so no longer with the times. And btw... no I won't PC you!
4. i'm on aim for the first time in ... (the next word was ages... incase your left in dispence). Right now I feel right embarassed... I have know idea was aim is! But I feel I have a connection with this guy. I'm on myspace for the first time in... ages!
5. hi... Now this is a short and sweet one... I think its quite nice... Straight to the point. Its not demanding anything... this girl who posted this is pretty much recreating the scene when you walk into a room fulla people and shout HI! And everyone thinks your the crazy wacky friend! So I feel this girl is talkin to me personally... or am I reading into it to much... who knows!
6. god only knows. Quite abstract... It has kinda confused me... I don't know if the subject behind the declarative is "listen everyone I've discovered something! The only person who knows is God!"... or its a question "God only knows?" lik if someone said something equally as random to you like "The grass is green" and your thinking what! "The grass is green?" (WTF)!

God I miss the days when I spent hours on myspace!

Life was much simplier!

And superfical!

Well I'm a facebooker now!

Facebook is the new slutty myspace which does stuff with you that myspace was to much of a prude to do...

So fuck you myspace!

Bye

x

OMG like totally Vintage? Totally!

Ever since I can remember I've been into fashion especially looking different and unique.

What I like the most is people who wear items of clothing which is either vintage or retro.

I found my knitted tank top today which my sister bought me for my birthday. I'm wearing it right now with my paisley shirt and black skinny jeans. I feel very 1970's! And I love it!

Its weird because these days I personally feel its almost contempary to like previous generations styles etc. Don't get me wrong fashion can only go so far before it goes full circle and certain clothes come back into season... like the mini skirt etc... but I can't help but get wound up sometimes.

For example... my Blondie tshirt... which I bought from topman as I loved the whole Debbie Harry shizzle about it... but when I saw a chavvy looking guy wearing it... it angered me!

This blog probs doesn't make much sense.

I'm just in a retro mood!

So heres a pic of me



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Wow its been a while!

Where do I begin?

The Next sale came and went... what a bag of shite that was... enough said on that...

Christmas and New Year came and went... it was ok... got pissed... so it was good I guess.

and I started back at college... which I like as it means I'm getting back into my routine and the swing of things.

But was I'm going to talk about in this blog is how people can come and go in and out of your life so quickly.

Recently I've really liked someone. I mean really liked someone. You know that feeling where you actually feel sick because you like them so much... thats how I felt.

It was a stupid crush which just didn't work out... but I still find it unusual that some people do come into your life... fuck it up... and then go! And when I say go I don't necessarily mean literally... metaphorically to.

2009 I made a few New Years resolutions... which haven't worked out already and its only been 14 days into the year.

1. Quit smoking: - I haven't necessarily quit... I've cut down... alot! And that I'm happy about. So all those who think I have no willpower... fuck em... I'm proud of my accumplishment!
2. Be more organised: - Well its not exactly worked out how I planned considering I only got up about a hour ago... but still I've not had any assignments or anythin yet so i don't surpose I've had anything to major to organise.
3. Find nice, reliable man: - And have I... have I fudge! The only nice, reliable men I know are either straight or have some other equally complicating situation which stands in between any sort of relationship we could have. Yet at the same time all the perverted, weird, childish guys out there are all over you like a fly to a dog turd! Well surpose thats just how the world is. I'm planning on buying a pet to forful my single sad life lol. And I really want a fish!

Well I better be getting up

Bye

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