Bowl-o-rama!

So seeing as my loving parental units are jetting off on holiday for a week (over my birthday) we had a little "pre-birthday" celebrationy thing tonight. Daddy got us a curry...and I think I may have eaten a little too much. But boy oh boy was it worth it. Yum Yum. Then we went bowling. Now, I know what you are thinking, what kind of girl about to turn 20 thinks a fun family night out is bowling. Well you are wrong. It was loads of fun. Granted, I lost, but it isn't about the winning. It's just a laugh to go bowling. I would love to find a guy who would take me bowling. Or just going with mates is koolio too. Tis actually a lot of fun. You can talk, unlike the cinema, and you can have a drink too. It's really good. I think I should do it more often with people. Tehes. I love those really kiddie things to do. Like playing boardgames in your pjs at a girlie sleepover. It seems really sad but its a great thing to do at times. Keeps you young (tehes). So yeah I had a pretty good day, although it went on quite late and it meant that I missed my mates birthday celebrations so I apologise to Dave for missing out tonight. But a very happy birthday to him anyways!!! I shall no doubt see him at Gordon's party adn I can say happy birthday to him then. Until then, I shall just get the studying done, and that means I can really get into the party spirit. Tehes, it should be fun! Em out xx

Films

I hate when you are specifically looking for a film you want to watch and for some reason you cannot find it. I wanted to watch Cheaper By The Dozen but it has gone missing. So I have to watch Moulin Rouge...not that I'm really bothered because Ewan McGregor is strangely hot. But I was watching Smallville this afternoon (I have somehow become addicted through watching it during the day after uni) and I have decided that Tom Welling is too hot for his own good. He has this shy, scruffy, "I don't actually think I'm good looking" thing going on...and he was so yummy in Cheaper By The Dozen. I also really admire Hilary Duff. She may not be the world's best actress but she is really pretty. And always has a really good looking guy in love with her in the movies. A Cinderella Story was Chad Michael Murray and in The Perfect Man it was the delectable Ben Feldman. Lucky girl that she is! However I am not such a fan of Miss Lindsay Lohan. First she is a redhead, then she is blonde, back to redhead, now she has black hair. I also think she looks far too scary skinny instead of embracing her curves. I wish I had curves to embrace, but you just have to work with what you've got. Oh, and Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen was one of the worst films I have ever seen! I mean, Eli Marienthal was in it for about two seconds and yet the film ends with her realising she's in love with him because he stole a dress for her. I mean, I know it isn't meant to be entirely realistic but that was beyond fiction. Anyway...I just thought I would rant because I really wanted to watch that stupid film but I can't. Damnit. I may resort to watching A Cinderella Story laters. A little of the Chad to keep me happy! Tehes....Em out xx

Go Johnny Go...

So I am obsessed with CSI and The OC. However, the new episodes of both are starting to tick me right off. Season 6 of CSI has Nick sporting the ugliest moustache I have ever seen and Season 3 of The OC has the whiniest kid ever (Johnny) being in love with Marissa but apparently getting together with her 14 year old equally annoying sister Kaitlin (who owns a bald pony). Why would they do this to me??? Johnny is like hella cute but freakin annoying. It's whinge, whinge, whinge. So he's poor and in love with Newports finest Marissa Cooper who happens to be dating bad boy turned knight in shining armour hottie with a body Ryan Atwood-Cohen...so that's not his name but it should be! That does not mean he should turn all broody like Ryan did when Marissa was with Luke. Ok so Ryan was more ragey broody and hit people but that was hot...Johnny is just whiny. And I realise I am not sounding much better than him whinging on like this about him. Moving on swiftly...and I really need to start the old studying for my exams at uni. I really need to get this B in Film and TV and I don't know if I can. I'm not even really caring that much about English Lit even though I have an essay due in two and a half weeks and yet I haven't read the books. I really need to pull my finger out, but I just have no motivation to do it. I'm not a books and notes kinda girl. I dunno...but it needs done so I must just suck it up and do it. I'm sure I will be alright...I mean everyone who goes to uni or college goes through the same thing. Hopefully I come out of the other side of this with loads of great job prospects and I get a brilliant job and make lots of money leaving me free to marry for love (haha). In the meantime I shall enjoy my holiday while also studying and making the most of the time I have. I may even crack a smile...who knows! Well I want a cup of tea...possibly herbal...so I'll away and make myself some. Em out xx

The Boat Race (l-r) Max, Greg, Stevie, Colin, Andy (in the back corner), Jamie and Davy 

Boat Race

So I started my new photo album today...only put a few photos in it but they're special ones. Well, except the one from Halloween at the rugby club with the boys doing their boat race...that's just fun! I guess I'm just sad enough to love looking back. I hate when people say the past is over because the past makes the present and shapes the future. I don't think we should live in the past of course, that's just silly, but we don't have to forget it. I also have a really hard time really remembering what people look like so photos really help me! I plan to take many at my birthday. The best thing now is that you can just upload them onto your computer and keep them on CDs and DVDs and suchlike advanced technologies. I love my digital camera. You can also leave all the ugly photos and print out the good ones. I love having that power cos I take horrible photos. I have one of me and my mate and we just look soooo drunk and I have this shocked eyebrows askew look on my face, while he looks like he's going to pass out. I always take photos like that. I hate that I can't take good photos. But it doesn't matter does it as long as you know you had fun! Although I don't have nearly enough recent photos of my Leannie, due to her living in Edinburgh and all...so I need to get loads of me and her, and hopefully with Karlie too, at my birthday. We're going to have dinner and then head to the rugby club cos the guy everyone had a crush on in High School (Gordon Pirret) turns 21 the same day I turn 20 and he's having a 70s theme party. He's such a lovely guy and I guess I kinda want to go, and he invited all the bar staff that are getting the night off. I love parties with the boys because they don't mind dancing with you and they're so much fun. But oh well...I shall probably post a picture or two up after it, with a minute by minute synopsis of the night. I am that sad. The boys also have their final rugby game of the season that day so good luck to them! Even though I know nothing about rugby except that you score three points for a try...not that I know what a try actually entails. However, I do know their rugby songs such as "sunshine mountain", "ruck ruck", and the (un)official Glens song "The Glen's Boys"...all of these can be found on the website (http://www.allan-glens-rugby.com/SONGS.html). Sad thing is all the boys think I am also "one of the boys"...even though they do know I am still a girl. It's weird how guys think. But oh well...I still love the rugby club as sad as it is and I love all the boys (yes...even Greg). If you look past all the macho bullshit and all the club politics it's actually a really cool place! Then again the macho bullshit can be quite a turn-on at times (you know what I'm saying girls). But anyhoos I do ramble on muchos so I'll hit the hay for the moment and possibly have some other randomness to talk about tomorrow. For now I leave you with the photo I mentioned from Halloween, and the boys Boat Race...em out xx

Girls Vs Boys

So reading through my mate Emma's blog, I had some thoughts on her thoughts. All this stuff about men versus women and stereotypes and suchlike things. Someone actually spoke to me the other night at work about the idea of studs and sluts and how it doesn't appear to be changing through generations. It has always been the case that a guy who sleeps with loads of girls is "experienced" but if a girl does it she is "dirty". Guys don't want to actually settle down with the dirty girls. Sex and the City last night touched on the point with Charlotte and her boyfriend and the question of anal sex and she says "guys don't marry the 'up-the-butt' girl". She is so right...guys don't want to settle down with the girls they like to have sex with. I hate that guys act like that. Although, on that point, I wouldn't want to settle down with a guy that I knew had been sleeping around when he was younger. Only because it shows that he does not respect women and guys who don't respect women are really really bad guys! But yeah, and this girls going to the bathroom together thing is totally different from guys doing it together cos girls don't see each other pee but guys do. Apparently the first rule of guys bathrooms is "eyes forward". But anyway...I really do think that girls and guys are pretty equal. We have it bad at some things and good at others, but the same goes for guys. I love being a girl though. You get to dress up as much as you want, most clothes shops are dedicated to us, and we have the right to chill out for a week every month and guys don't even question it. 9 times out of 10 the excuse "women's problems" solves everything for us because men tend to run scared. That's why I love being a chick. And the compliments off guys helps a lot. Tehes...oh well...I guess the women vs men saga will live on long as long as we have both sexes. Em out xx

me and greg (xmas 05) at Buffalo Joes 

Just An Ordinary Day...

So I know I said that I'm scared to turn twenty but I'm actually strangely looking forward to it. I'm really looking forward to having a bit of a laugh and taking lots of really bad photos and (hopefully) a few good ones. That's why I love my MSN Space so much. You can upload so many photos to it and I love photos. They're like little slots of memory in an otherwise very blurry scene. I bought myself a photo album the other day to print out loads of photos and write stuff with them. I'm quite sad like that. I love to remember the good times, and sometimes the bad. There have been a lot of good times recently, and lots of happy memories to keep. I want to show my kids how happy I was, especially when they are down. I want them to realise the things I didn't when I was in school. No matter how unhappy you are for one day, there are so many happy days that sometimes you just forget about because they were just ordinary days. The ordinary days matter as much as the best days. Ordinary days like yesterday when I went for dinner with mum, dad and my sister then went to the rugby club for drinks with the boys. Callum was home from Aberdeen and I missed him so much that last night I didn't stop smiling. But this time next week I will have forgotten all about it because it was just an ordinary day. I think I'm too philosophical for my own good. Have you ever had a day when you are smiling and someone says to you "what are you so happy about?" as if they can't see a good reason to smile. The best reason to smile is because you have no reason to cry or frown. It's like when people ask how you are and we automatically say things like "good" or "fine" or "OK" when we should be saying "fantastic" and "wonderful" and "amazing" because just saying the words puts a smile on your face and makes an "OK" day a "wonderful" day. Try it sometime...you never know...you might even find yourself being happy on an ordinary day. Em out xx

me at the club with greeny, kirky and davy 

This will be my first blog and I don't really know what to say. I'm just a simple small(ish) town girl and I guess that's it. My life isn't really that interesting, I'm just a normal girl doing normal things with my normal life. The point of having this blog I guess is to keep myself up-to-date with myself and keep my head straight. Oh, and to keep all my mates up to date with me too...all those I don't see on a daily basis anyways. I happen to be watching The Perfect Man as I type this up, and I really wish that guy existed. I'm pretty cynical though so I don't think I believe he does exist. But maybe I'm wrong...I'm leaving my mind open to the idea that there is a perfect man for me. I'm leaving my mind open to a lot of things at the moment even if only a little open to most of them. I'm having one of those days where I have way too many thoughts in my tiny little mind to function properly. I think its just one of those things about getting older. I turn 20 in just under two weeks, and I think I'm scared of no longer being a teenager. I feel like I should be more responsible, mature and sensible from the moment I stop being a teenager and I want to hit myself for even thinking it but I can't help it. I guess I've always been pretty mature, or at least I think I have, but I feel like I need to be more so. It starts with things like getting totally prepared at uni, and tidying my room more often (and keeping it that way)...which I should have been doing all the time but I just haven't. I should probably also bring a more mature approach to my love-life too. Before now I just saw my love-life as something that got in the way of having fun, but I would love to actually have someone around for me. Shame I always pick the bad guys...I have the worst taste in men at times. Then again, I hate the thought of being dependent on someone, and in effect losing myself in a relationship. I don't want to be one of those girls who only does things that her boyfriend would want, or not doing anything he would not approve of. I just want to be me, and be loved for that. But seemingly that is far too much to ask from a guy. They like to assert their power over women, stupid male pride. I hate guys like that...which is why I tend to not do relationships. Me and guys have conflicting views over what constitues relationship behavior. I will never be the girlfriend they want me to be, doing what they say and bending at their wills. It's just not me. But I guess I will just have to learn to compromise. I don't want to end up being "the cat lady"...I couldn't be an old spinster...I'm far too pretty for that! Haha! Let's just hope I find a good guy soon, or else I might just go insane...Em out xx