The 6 Annoying People Around Exam Time

So just going to jump right in here...
We all know those people who are a real pain in the hole around exam time... The ones that can push your stressed buttons to the limit and then some. You may be the one who is calm,collected and prepared before an exam, who sits there and writes an essay faster than the Lost Causes can figure out they haven't written anything yet,,,or you may be the person frantically doing an all-nighter, who comes in the next day twitching on energy drinks and can hardly write their own name...Whichever one you are there will always be someone that will piss you off around exams...or maybe it's just me...oh well...someone's pissed me off enough to write this so here it goes XD

(1) The person who has already revised everything a month before the exam date and makes you freak out about how little you know. I'm just not sure how they do it...i mean... if they were a superhero their power would have to be organisation...how do you plan a month in advance?! i can hardly be ready for something that's happening this week let alone be prepared for ANYTHING in advance,,,Do they plan their whole life around studying? I'd hate to have a plan... could never stick to a study plan...faaaar too structured! Where's the excitement? What about the challenge of a good ol' cramming session the night before? Too risqué for you? Fair enough, fair enough...i'll stick to being daring you stick to your nazi regime. You may be passing things but my life is filled with the unknown of how little study is enough study =]

(2) The person who does absolutely sweet FA but manages to pass everything. You start studying before them, finish after them, worry and care more than them yet they breeze through after reading 70 slides and pass....They're probably the luckiest fuckers you will meet...or else the BEST crammers this side of europe.... Either way you want to strangle them when they go on about how little they did and how surprised they were to pass.... i WILL garrotte you the next time it happens...i swear to all the gods of Vet School you will be punished!!!....grrrrrr......(*insert angry face)

(3) The person who keeps bringing up every little detail just after the exam making you doubt what you wrote down. We have all done it and honestly it's fine up to a point...but 2 days after they exam when you're STILL going on about it...that's when it gets irritating. No one can remember what we put down for question 2 and to be quite frank..no one fucking cares at this stage! STOP TALKING!....PLEASE?

(4) The person who makes various FB statuses (stati ?) counting down the number of exams they have left...Yes that's a good boy,oh you're so so good! You've figured out how to count! You've gone from 6 all the way down to 4 and by now you can probably figure out where you should shove exam no. 3 when you're done with it! (<-to be said as if talking to a stupid puppy dog)...I'm not quite sure why FB needs a count down of how many exams anyone has left actually i'm pretty sure no one cares...well maybe i care...just a lil...because it pisses me off...just a lil...just a tiny bit...

(5) The person who posts statuses about which exams they passed! i'm truly happy that you passed but seriously....no need to rub it in...we get it...you can pass things AND be shocked about it....wow.....What do you want a fucking medal? YAY so you got a 15 in physiology whoop-de-doo...i am happy for you, really i am but post another status like that and i will shove that 15 so far up your a$$ you'll REALLY appreciate it!

(6) And last but not least the person who writes moany blogs about the kind of people that piss her off around exam time. You read the blog...you know who she is...and she is sorry,,,but these things just have to be said or she'll end up being the crazy girl with the shot-gun roaming the school grounds! =D

NOTE: I would just like to point out that i am of course happy for everyone who passes things. It's really great, i mean you're going places in life =] The odd time a success is posted up on FB is perfectly fine but please...we've had 8 physiology midterms..if i know what you got on every one simply from FB, you're posting waaay too much online =] Congrats though!

Good Luck With Your Exams Bitches!

Loves & Cuddles

Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Everybody Needs A Bossom For A Pillow

So i've been at odds about what to write for a while and honestly i was a little bit inspired for this one....ok maybe not...i was listening to "A Brimful Of Asha" and i have to admit, i always thought he was singing " a van full of rashers on the 45" but that's beside the point =] Best line in the song has to be "everybody needs a bossom for a pillow"..just luuuurve it...so decided that this time this one is for the laydays :P

So we've all got em'..big,small,non-existant,Jordon-esque. And most guys love 'em =]Well they are THAT amazing =] We go out and buy lil frilly,polka-dotty,backless,plunge,padded,GEL packed over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders all because..well i suppose they can be described as two very major assests in our appearance so we want to excentuate their puuurdyness...LMAO...maybe when you're an old timer you'll be buying bras just to stop them dragging behind you..but for now i believe perky is the correct word people are after. Whether you look like a 5 year old boy or you have bagongas to rival ol' Pamela Anderson you want the twins to look good!

Which leads me to the question,,,is bigger better?! In somethings :P Bigger=Definately better...but i have heard around the male watering hole (aka my very drunk male friends who i've coaxed into dishing all) that there is a limit! Apparantly a good handful each is the desired amount! i'm sorry lads...we gon't exactly pre-order them! " errm sorry i would like them to be a good handful each, perfectly sculpted and perky to boot" pppppfttt...keep off the porn fellas :P So if you have too little they have nothing to cup and too much and they get smothered?!.. I used to feel like i was more of a pear shaped but now thanks to my sheer lazyness and a pizza a day i'm a puurrdy curvy hourglass (bear in mind that's with the good ol' spanx on otherwise i think i'd just be a shapeless blob) and honestly i wouldn't change it! i still look at skinny a$$ girls and think "damn i want to look like that you stick insect" but then again if they ever fell down the stairs they'd break all their bones...i on the other hand would merely bounce no matter if i fell a$$ first or face XD it's the benefits of extra insulation if you get me :P

It's a sad fact that i only discovered motorboating when i began college...well i didn't so much discover it...it was more like one of my female friends who shall not be named motorboated me as i stood there in complete horror! i suppose you need atleast a C cup to be motorboated so for those poor unfortunates out there who have never experienced this enlightening...erm passtime(?!)...you're missing out XD

I always said to myself that when i could put on my lipgloss like yer wann did in "The Breakfast Club" (without pushing them together mind you)that i was going places XD Well finally reached that place and i must say...it's gooood =] Now anytime i get drunk and the drink completely misses my mouth i have no more worries of stained clothes...it just goes straight down! Am i the only one who finds this? or is the skill of spilling drink down my top (literally) just mine alone?! Popcorn is another issue...i swear it goes down..gets lost and i'm never going to find it again! A good side of it is i could probably hide a nagen and not get caught!

Everybody needs a bosson for a pillow!! XD

Love & Fondles Darlings
Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

Meh Going Out...Not Bothered...

Hey!

So...yeah...it's been a while....actually had a life over the summer and wasn't really that arsed to bitch and moan about shtuff like i usually do!!! Now that i'm back in college however....well let's just say informatics and agroeconomics are both a MAHOOSIVE pain in the hole... but that's for another rant (i'll wait until they really piss me off)...i wana get talkin' bout the goin' outs and abouts =]

Is it just me or is it becoming more of an effort to get up and go out? Like you'd never think that the thought of going for a few drinks would induce some incomprehencible noise of irritation at the fact that you have to get up off your a$$ and walk out the door! In the past year i feel like i've aged another 10 years! It's pretty ridiculous! Looking back (not too far tbh)i feel like i was always up for going out, the late nights, lots of drink and even more dancing. Now i'm more of a pre-drinks kinda gal who fecks off home early with a gyros or two...Which is awesome for my sleeping pattern but not so much for the ol' social life (or the waist line for that matter)....i'm feeling as if i should be checking into an old folks home any day now, all i need is a walking stick, deteriorating sight and one of those dinky clap-on-clap-off lights....life=sorted!

Maybe i've just become lazier but honestly, that's nearly impossible at this stage! I'm just not up for the effort of wearing heels anymore,,,the hours of getting ready are just too much hassle and i usually look like shit by the end of the night anyway....and the fact that i have gotten better at holdin' the ol' alcohol means that i nearly have to make my liver wana jump out of my body before i get shitfaced...(<- bad bad BAD). So you finally make it to the club and yes there's been many many amazing nights and also the absolute shitty ones! Always accompanied by the lovely classy riff-raff-Yes i AM dancing, no not with you, don't whip that out, i will break your hand off if you put it there, and no you will have no luck if you try it out with my friend either....Then there's either the usual nausiating taxi ride or the sobering walk home (plus the compulsary stop for food along the way) You wake up the next moring to the ol' hangover and wondering why you thought drinking a litre of vodka was a good idea in the first place? (and reeeeallly wishing your mom hadn't picked this time to put you on weight watchers and try to make you eat tuna for lunch...*SHUDDER*GAG*)

It's quite pathetic to think that most of us need drink to have a good night out ( yes it does aid in forgetting how terrible you look after singing loudly and dancing energetically to the music ) but we used to have fun without it...didn't we?...i...i don't really remember!!! i'm going off on a tangent here but during the summer i had a girlie movie night with some of the old school gals but even though we hadn't seen each other in forever we couldn't think of anything to say *akward silence*oh this movie is good!...i've never seen it....oh cool*akward silence* all i kept thinking was jeez we need some voddy to warm things up! The only time i saw friends was when we were out!!! Sad really! =( meh oh well :P Good ol' Silvers need a fucking litre of voddy to even get it started!

Hmmmm.... so where was i? oh yeah..being lazy and all that jazz..it's probably a great thing that i don't feel like going out..but then again it's not like i use my time very well...instead of going out for a meal tonight i decided i'd stay at home and get cracking on some physio lab stuff...ended up falling asleep watching 300...woke up 2hrs later only to roll out of bed to go out with little or no effort.Even then, the decision was a toughie...to go out and socialize or to lie in bed and watch LA ink on you tube....such is life.

Soooo..... it's 5.57am and i should be fast asleep seeing as i came home 2hrs ago but it's only occurred to me that i've been sipping away at a can of Monster and it's not exactly a pro-sleep kinda drink! I'm going to watch Princess and the Frog for the millionth time ( it is an epic fantabulous movie peeps and for anyone who hates it...shame on you...tsk tsk....) Gona leave ya and love ya!

Nighty Night Darlin's
Love Always
Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

THE TEN TYPES OF SEX-PROS & CONS

Hey Hey Honeys!

Soooo.....extremely bored, can't stand the sight of anything I have to study...AAAND I haven't written in a while...so enjoy the list of "The Ten Types Of Sex" plus their PROS & CONS XD

1. OUTDOOR SEX:

Pros- Dirty, wild, getting in touch with nature...pppffft...ok probably more like, too many people around so the two of y’all are gona nip into the bushes for a lil one on one. But still...pretty damn great!

Cons- The obvious reason of getting caught...or worse arrested, the nasty bug things that seem to appear out of nowhere, grass stains that are impossible to get out, and the temperamental weather...just when you’re getting some it pisses rain...great, just friggin’ great.



2. SHOWER SEX:

Pros-Kinky, hot and steamy, not to mention clean! Really...need I say more?!

Cons-The ever attractive look of panda eyes when your make up literally melts off your face, the major lack of space and the pure skill needed to manoeuvre in a particularly cramped shower, also the risk of injury from slipping....



3. KITCHEN SEX:

Pros-Everyone has a kitchen therefore plenty of kitchen counters to christen, add a pinch of the thrill of being caught and a teaspoon of creativity and you gots yourself some good sex!

Cons- Getting caught by the folks or siblings while doing the nasty on the kitchen table, falling off said counter/table while doing something particularly risqué,the possibility of turning on the electric hob while doing the nasty only to overheat and possibly mildly burn yourself on said hob...AND having to face the guilt for the next week due to defiling the kitchen...



4. CAR SEX:

Pros- Any place, anywhere, anytime. The quick and easy escape, yet again the thrill of getting caught (very outgoing peeps you are!! ). The ever popular quickie in the front/back seats (wherever has more room :P )

Cons- It’s a car...soooo it’s going to be awkward when movement is required due to lack of space even with seats rolled back! Being a car..it also has at least 6ish windows so being caught by two poor aul ladies innocently walking past does have its draw backs!



5. DESK SEX:

Pros-Easy, efficient and oh so naughty. Nothing better than a lil secretary fantasy on a desk.

Cons-Bet you wished you hadn’t whipped everything off your desk in the heat of the moment when you spend the next day refiling everything in alphabetical order hmmm? The realisation that you have a very shocked audience in the corresponding building...



6. WASHING MACHINE SEX:

Pros- It’s fun, it’s different, and yes you do feel a little like a dirty mistress! When turned on...well let’s just say it’s noisy and vibrates...enough said...

Cons- Falling off washing machine in a very unattractive way due to severe lack of surface area or, God forbid...get motion sickness...



7. UP AGAINST A TREE SEX:

Pros-Feeling like escaping the norm? When the good old fashioned wall has become too boring a tree certainly spices things up...nature and its wildness..yada yada yada...it’s a tree.

Cons-Two words that even rival carpet burn....bark rash...



8. SOFA SEX:

Pros-Easy peeezy sofa pleasy?...it’s there, it’s comfy and it’s relatively rectangular...it’s a little bit more casual than the bedroom and candles lark and plus...it’s not too far from the ground if one should fall off..

Cons- Never quite enough room for that one poor leg that always seems to hang off, and it’s usually in the sitting room for God’s sake...you’re asking to be caught!!



9. FLOOR SEX:

Pros-Lil bit more hardcore than the bed, gives the usual “wham-bam-thank-you-mam” a little more...oooomff...it hardly ever squeaks, and unless you own a floor-drobe, there should be tonnes of room!!

Cons- The floor is relatively hardcore but definitely fucking hard, unless you are the lucky fucker who has carpet. Wooden floors can cause unwanted slipping ....and carpet buuuuuurns!!!



10. PLAIN OL' BED SEX:

Pros-It is THE original sex place and there’s definitely enough room to get the job done (unless you have one of those crappy beds in Maynooth *you know who you are LOL*). It is comfy, has lots of covers to hide under if you are self conscious...and...it’s bouncy :P

Cons-Usually it squeaks like a mother fucka, hits against a wall, and can make sex a little boring for those who like to mix things up!

Hope it brings a little LOL to the exams guys!!

Love Always

Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

TRANSLATE THE FUCKING HUNGAIRAN...

Hey Honeys,

Haven't written in a while..mainly because i have had nothing worthwhile to say and nothing interesting has happened!! Feeling rather like a social recluse at the moment due to exams and such and i really doubt you are interested in how i wake up in the PM, lounge around all day, order pizza, and basically do sweet fuck all (pathetic i know...) But tonight something just REALLY pissed me off...it won't apply to people back in good ol' Ireland but those of us abroad might be effected (affected??! meh...i'll never know...) by it...

How many of you have gone onto a webpage and found you couldn't understand a word because it's written in bloody Hungarian?!! I can usually figure most things out...and SOMETIMES gooogle translate gets it's a$$ in gear and translates the odd word..but the majority of the time i'm left with ridiculously long words with too many Zs and not enough resemblence to the English words. I've been here for close to 9 months and so far i've kept my cool but right now i'm on the verge of fucking the damn computer out the window.. Possibly an over reaction but desperate times...

First i just want to say that google translate (GT) is a load of bollix on my computer...as much as my computer rebels against me i still expect the basic functions of translating to work... but apparantly not.... I have been forced to try and learn such words as "subscriptions" and "My videos" in the case of YouTube, where it appears that GT does not have the vocab or comprehension to be able to do it for me. I mean..isn't that SUPPOSED to be its JOB?!!! ....grrrr.....At the moment i cannot figure out how to add music to my playlists because of the hungarian-english language barrier and am in constant fear that by pressing a word i don't recognise i will either cancel my account or report some poor fucker for abuse.... The same actually goes for this blog...i do NOT know what "Blogger Dashboard" is in Hungarian so as you can see i've had issues even getting into my Blog to write this.... >=(

I just don't understand why the computer thinks i'm Hungarian?!! The ONLY Hungarian sites i ever go to are the college site and Netpincer (for ordering food..mmm...pizza...) I've asked it VERY nicely to translate Hungarian and my language is clearly set to English, yet this computer, which probably has a larger memory than i do, can barely keep itslef in English. Maybe i am just over reacting but it's feckin' annoying!!! TRANSLATE MY YOUTUBE BACK BITCH!!!!!! =( And also...a little note to Facebook...No i do NOT speak Magyar, I still couldn't the fifth time you asked me, and even the sixth. No matter how many times you ask me dear Facebook, the answer will still be "No i do not speak fucking Magyar, and by the looks of the bloody language i never will. So stop assuming that just because i live here i'm fluent!!!"

I would write a rather nasty, angry e-mail to the people behind Google Translate if i ever thought someone would actually read it or give a damn that some poor student in Hungary can't read her stupid YouTube account, but now that i've vented my anger i'll leave it another month or so before i get pissed with the translator again... =)

*oh and one more thing...i tried spell checking this but seeing as i am apparantly hungarian every word here is wrong according to the computer...so i do apologise for the mistakes etc...

Love As Always

Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Failure?

how many times do you have to fail before you think enough is enough? before you take a step back and look at yourself and think." am i really meant for this?". How many more failures can you take before you give up? before it becomes meaningless? Before you can't even remember why you want to be there and try in the first place. That is a lot of befores and a lot of failures. But wouldn't stopping pre-failure hurt less than the time after failure? somehow the old "well i tried" doesn't exactly bring much comfort.

Every time i fail it takes a little more out of me...a person who isn't used to failing...isn't used to being in the bottom 6% rather than the top. Every day there is a little more failure and a little less reason to get up in the morning. Sometimes i think i can't sleep at night because i don't want to get up the next morning, that sleeping through the day is more preferable than facing it. Dreams are happier places sometimes when reality becomes a nightmare. This IS my nightmare. i am failing. i feel alone. i feel like sleeping through the day beacuse i can't find anything worthwhile to get up for.

i could leave. but wouldn't that be another failure? not only a failure but a quitter. i can stick it out...but i can't take 5 more years of this. i want to be back where i feel like i'm myself. i'm not myself here. the people aren't the same. it doesn't work. i'm self conscious i can't say or do certain things even with my new "close" friends. that's not how i want to be. not how i should be. if i could let myself cry over immaterial things like this i wouldn't stop crying for days. if i was a cutter i would be in hospital for blood loss, if i had an ED i would have starved myself into a critical condition, if i was an attention whore i would have told people this, if i was me i could have told someone...but i couldn't even bare to tell my boyfriend i had failed another exam. i couldn't do it. i still can't. it's like admitting that the dream you always thought would happen is just that little bit out of your reach with a sign hanging from it saying "sorry love, you're just not good enough". that is my biggest fear. not being good enough. i have worked all my life to please. the best in everything i did. EVERYTHING. and yet when i'm here no one sees any of it. none of the things i can do. they don't see of know me. but then again..i don't see or know them either.

With Love
Me
xXx

PONY-BOY VS. GODDESS

Helloooo People!

Ok...FUNNIEST FB conversation EVER!!! This guy seems to stalk Yvonne...but this is what happened when Jesse got hold of the computer (with a little help from us :P )!!!

He types in random names into FB and adds the hot girls...then TELLS them they're hot....smoooth...he plays mafia wars...asks people to talk to him on his status updates...became a fan of American Idol and The X-Factor...and is an avid fan of the Be Naughty app on FB...

Yes we did do our fair share of FB stalking :P and i must draw your attention to the fact that he has NEVER met Yvonne before... but briefly knew a friend of hers....!!!

ENJOY MUTHA FUCKAAAAS!!! :P

Me: hey sexy

Conor: hiya u fine thing

Me: i wanna ride you like a pony

you stallion you

rawr

Conor: well work away u goddess

Me: oh you naughty boy you

do you have a webcam?

i feel dirty

Conor: yh wot ur msn

Me: gullible@hotmail.com

Conor: added u there

Me: deadly gimme a sec my internets being a bit of a dick tonight

Conor: ok

Me: be on in a sec(sy) 

Conor: ok

Me: shit msn isnt working

wanna just chat here?

Conor: nnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooo

ok

Me: awwww im sowwy

what did you wanna do?

Conor: can u try again mistress

wot ever u want

Me: mistress?? are you married?

Conor: no

Me: haha

do you have a girlfriend?

Conor: me no im single y

Me: just making sure 

Conor: ru single now

Me: yep how could you tell sexy? you got me thinking about when i come home and how i wanna be single...

Conor: really

Me: yep

x

Conor: xxxx

Me: aw kisses

Conor: u r fit

Me: your eclectic vocabulary is astonishing - you really are a cunning linguist

such a turn on

Conor: who me

Me: yes you

couldnt be

then who?

Conor: no ur

Me: no you ARE

Conor: no u r

can u try ur msn

Me: tell me what you like about me?

nah it doesnt work in hungary...some copyright thing

Conor: ur smile eyes n everything bout u

Me: but we've never met..

talk dirty to me...i dont wanna hear about my eyes and my smile...

Conor: i wanna lick ur bush

Me: i dont have a bush babe! porn star style 

ooh you're making me hot

Conor: i want to do u doggy

Me: what do you mean? you wanna do my dog? or i am a dog? or youre a dog? or.....what?

WOOF

Conor: i want to do u up the ass

Me: youre probably too big for me stud

Conor: no im not sexy

u goddess

Me: i highly doubt that...you seem like a big boy

Conor: no seem to be big naught girl

u deserve a spanking

Me: so you're small? 

Conor: a bit shorter than u goddess

Me: im not talking about height babe...im talking about girth

Conor: the only way to know is to try it out bbe

Me: cant wait! but id like some feedback regarding the dimensions of your phallis

Conor: wot

Me: how big is your fuckin lad lad?

Conor: 3inch i think

Me: long or wide?

Conor: long

Me: thats good. do you know how to use it?

Conor: yep

Me: how many girls have you fucked pony-boy?

get it?

cos your a stallion!

Conor: too many but i want u

Me: have you been tested?

cos i need to know if youre clean

like i wont fuck till i know if youv been tested

like i need to see results

i cant sleep with you till i see a clean bill of health

seriously

Conor: i was jokin on how many i slept wit

Me: are you a virgin?

me too!

Conor: me too

Me: will you be my first?

Conor: yh if will be my 1st                 [note from Jesse...this is where I started to feel bad..but didnt stop]

Me: awesome pony boy

see you in 2 months

wait for me!

Conor: defo u goddess do u want my number

Me: yeh gimme your number

ill call you when im back home  we can meet

Conor

it 08******** defo meet up

so r we a couple                                  [Another note from Jesse....this is where we knew it was too far...still funny though]

Me: actually

i wanna be single

forget this whole thing ever happened

shit

Conor: y

You are not online.

Do NOT judge us... it was HILARIOUS... until we realized he was being completely serious...

Pweeeez leave comments about what was your favourite part  XD These are our favourite gems =)       

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Jesse: "gullible@hotmail.com"

Yvonne: "3 inches...long"

Cathy: "Pony-Boy"

Me: "What do you mean? you wanna do my dog? or i am a dog? or you're a dog? or...what? WOOF"

Love As Always Darlings

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

ODE TO CHEMISTRY

Hey All! =)

Seems like it's been a while! Soooo....you've probably all realised by now that i use this blog mainly to moan about things that piss me off, and it will be very apparent after just a few sentences that i am currently struggling through a mountain of organic chemistry for an EVIL EVIL midterm that is looming overhead...

I know for sure I'm not the only one feeling VERY lost at the moment while doing things like trying to figure out what the hell an " aromatic electrophillic substitution reaction" is or how exactly I'm supposed to remember all those ridiculously complicated organic chemistry structures!! For me anyway, chemistry goes WHOOOSH right over my head and any vague understanding of it stays pretty much in the realm of the impossible. it has always been like this and i think i completely confuddle both my parents who are both sciency people and look on this chemistry like a walk in the park. I recall my mother telling me before i headed off to Buda-Land that i would LOVE all my subjects, that they'd all be SO interesting... note to anyone who has yet to attend college...PARENTS LIE!!!! but then again...i think my mother was being genuinely honest seeing as she looked in delight upon my zoology notes and absolutely gushed with joy about how much fun extracting caffeine was......enough said...

It doesn't help that chemistry lectures are at the crack of dawn and motivation to attend is literally nil..and apart from the fact that i automatically tune out (NOT a good habit) i don't find they help with labs in the slightest which right now are one of the major banes of my life. Preparation for labs consists of googling EVERYTHING....a process which not only takes hours but also has me thoroughly convinced that NO ONE in the world has done the same experiments that we are doing...FML... but in reality the googling is the easy part, labs are a whole different story. In our lab we are lucky enough to be graced by the delightful presence of a certain man. Not only does he make the experience a joy but he is a pleasure to work with.......OK I'm lying. He's an absolute a$$hole with no respect for people and zilch teaching ability. I don't know if he grasps the fact that we are STUDENTS and he is the TEACHER..we don't automatically come into labs with a chemistry degree under our belt, that's what you're there for sweetheart..you're supposed to HELP us!!!

I'd say the number of broken lab equipment and spilt chemicals have doubled in our lab, at least for me! I'm so paranoid that our darling lab instructor will come over and eat the head off me that my concentration on experiments slips. You find yourself watching where he is around the room just so you'll know when he comes near you. The worst part is at the end when they look through your lab book before they sign it. As a friend so eloquently put it, we all play Misi Bingo (the nice lab instructor). No one wants to go the prick so we all preoccupy ourselves until we see a free opening with Misi and then it's everybody for themselves. I swear someone will get hurt someday from rushing to get to him!! if you are so unfortunate to get the prick of an instructor prepare yourself for a torrent of comments that will make you feel completely retarded and make you feel like you should never have bothered spending all that time preparing for the damn lab in the first place!!

I firmly believe that man does not have an indoor voice!!! He SHOUTS everything he says...as if that will make us suddenly know how to do chemistry! Get some manners a$$hole... I mean if we have written the equation wrong the first time just because you shout at us doesn't mean we'll suddenly have an epiphany and realise where we went wrong!! If we knew how to do the fucking thing right in the first place do you really think we would have done it wrong!?? How about EXPLAINING how it's done instead of shouting at us?? It will make us hate you less and possibly lower your blood pressure...

Sometimes i think he simply becomes infuriated that no one really gives a shit about his precious subject. I mean it's grand if you luuuurve chemistry and all, whatever floats your boat, but don't expect me to like it. And don't be so angry that i don't embrace it with open arms and ask for extra work ( seriously a girl actually does that..... someone get her laid? PLEASE?!) She's not the only one who needs a good "Wham Bam Thank You Maam". I usually don't use names in blogs but for you my dearest lab instructor I'll make an exception. Tamás...seriously you NEED to get laid or something...for ALL our sakes!!! I swear you won't hate the world so much and it will make our labs that bit easier!! So go on, take one for the team =)


There's a saying by Kong-fu Ce at the front of out lab manuals that says-

If you just say, i will forget,

If you show, i will remember,

If you let me do, i will understand.

But Tamás...

If you shout at me, i will douse you in chemicals and set you on fire......

While laughing =D

Love As Always

Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Feeling Happy...For Some Strange Reason...

Hey Guys!! =)

OK..so i kinda know my blogs are pretty negative (aka BITCHY) and moany need i go on?...so for once even though everyone (i know y'all read it :P ) probably doesn't want to hear about the happy things, I'm going to write about things that made me happy today...it's only for one day people and I'll be back to my miserable old self tomorrow =)

Ok, right now it's 04.18am in Buda-Land and I'm watching The Lion King 2 =) Have to say it's one of Disney's few good sequels (also love Bambi 2)...and yes i KNOW i'm a big child but i wouldn't want to be any other way! =) Today i didn't exactly do much...i walked the dog, slept, procrastinated, watched the facebook home page, procrastinated, highlighted some physiology, procrastinated...anyway you get the drift..basically i did sweet fuck all! XD Today wasn't my best day for motivation and i know my sister is going to read this and then give off to me (did i mention she's younger than me but scares the shit out of me?! :P also she has now been proven to be eerrrr below average!! bahahaha you know i love you ) For most people today was a good day if they got through that god forsaken physiology (may it burn in hell once we're through with it...) but i know they would feel like it was a weekend wasted (just a little wasted anyway even if they do pass!) Even though i didn't get through as much of that hideously boring subject as i wanted to, i still had a pretty great day!

Got take out pizza...mmmmm.....always makes the day worth while =)was it bad that i really only wanted the bottle of coke that came with it, delivered to the house? (shops close early on a Saturday..and i wasn't walking to the 24hr...yeah I'm a lazy git..) Watched "Bridgit Jone's Diary" one of my favourite chicky flickys =) always makes me and my wobbly bits feel good (especially while stuffing my face :P )

I got to talk to my family via skype. As irritating as they can be together i miss them a fuckload! Also miss my doggie Max! He's a standard poodle who had just got his hair cut and looks like he's wearing legwarmers now!! LOL (He managed to squeak his squeaky-chicken throughout the entire conversation with my family...extremely ANNOYING!!) wow strange that the dog got a longer blurb than the family...meh ah well they're not as cute as him!!!! errr...ok getting sidetracked...

Talked to one of my best friends today, i always look forward to our messages on facebook, not only is he THE nicest guy, he is EXTREMELY intelligent, sexxii, down-to-earth and an over all amazing person (you know who you are :P and if you don't figure it out I'm going to message you anyway XD ) I got to talk briefly to my gawjus boyfriend today...kinda texted you while you were asleep (SORRY!! =$ ) but even though i know you were half catching Zs you still replied :P ( <3 ) Always makes me happeeeee XD Got to talk to friends I've never even met before but we still seem to hit it off (even if it is through the net)...THE most random conversations have come from you people!!! but that's why i loves ya, all my interesting & drunken randomers :P Good luck with your driving test!!! and sober up you crazy person, your liver hates those benders!! :P i doubt you read this though!! (pheeew!) =)

Omg!! completely forgot! it was WARM in Budapest today! WTF?!! The weather is crazy here!! extremely temperamental! but it was so nice to walk the dog and not freeze my a$$ off!! =) Also Sally (budadoggie) was super friendly today!!! loved EVERYONE she walked past (kept going up to strangers for cuddles-awkward for me, amazing for her!) so she put a smile on a good few people's faces XD

Ok,looking back on the entire blog...it seems pretty pathetic! but the little things mostly make me happier than the big...I'm probably weird that way so sue me!! ("and that's the way Sue C's it"...sorry HAD to be said!...Glee is awesome! :P ) So half watching Lion King 2 atm while writing this ...still so sad that i know ALL the words off, fuck the modern movies! best one liners are from Timon !!
-Zira: "i have dreamed of nothing else...for years"
-Timon: "boy does she need a hobby"
LOVE IT!!! hahaha!!

Soooooo....I'm going to get back to one of my favourite movies of....errr...EVER!!! Going to leave you with a little scene from Lion King 1...(purely because i love the stars and you never see them much here x] )

-Pumbaa: Hey, Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
-Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I know.
-Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
-Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
-Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
-Timon: Pumbaa, with you, every thing's gas.


~Sweet Dreams Honeys~
Love Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

CAN'T TOUCH THIS->no clearly we can't....

Helloooo Muda Fuckaas =)

We all, at one point or another, have thought we're a complete ninja on the dance floor...key word -THOUGHT.... most of us can look back on the night, the photos, and the stories and have the decency to CRINGE and regret we ever knocked back that last tequila shot. But it's the people that even when sober, STILL think they really busted a move out on the ol' dance foor...

I know i can't dance, but i try my best not to embarrass myself. There have been one too many times on the podium in Silvers back home..but luckily in Budapest there aren't as many tempting cage-like things to swing out of... At least i can admit to that...there are some that can't =/ The people who give it socks on the dance floor while everyone around them recoil in horror, THEY'RE the ones who need the reality check!

I don't know if it's just me but i HATE when someone I'm dancing with just looks like a complete whore...i mean,if you're gona dance like that at least give the guy you're dancing with a condom!! Not only do men seem to fall for this apparently "sexy" dance, they don't seem to realise that said dance is not even in time to the music or even qualified as dance moves fit to be seen outside a strip club!!!!! i HATE it even more when someone decides to drop-and-pop-it and then uses me as a balance, therefore dragging me down too.... been VERY close to going all phyco bitch on someone's a$$ before...

There are times when a complete piss-take is in order *cough*Borat-Dance*cough*, or perhaps a lap dance to "Santa Baby" to cheer someone up is needed. Times like these are hilarious and unforgettable! Also the bad dancing(or good dancing in the case of the lap dance :P ) is forgivable!There are all different types of dancers, the swayers, the bouncers, the bootay shakers... i suppose it depends on the degree of drunken-ness or perhaps the person's style. But whatever it is...don't embarrass yourself and the people around you...there will most likely be a video or series of pictures in the morning =)

When you think like Mc Hammer and dance like you think no-one can touch this....unless you've had professional training you can probably bet your bootay shakin' a$$ that everyone around you thinks you're a right tool!

Can't Touch This Muda Fuckaas

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Chat Roulette-Balls Of Steel Required

Dear Everybody =)

I'm not sure how many of you will know what i mean by Chat Roulette but basically it's a social networking site where you can meet people (male and female) via web cam to chat and for a few ...do *ahem* other things.... I was introduced to it a few days ago by a very internet-savy friend and i must say, on a boring night it can be VERY entertaining! You can meet really nice people from different countries, make new friends, possibly find l'amour and all that jazz..

However Chat Roulette isn't everything it says on the tin...infact there are a few added extras that must have been written in small print in invisible ink in the bottom corner....

(1) That god damn NEXT button.... ok, now no-one in their right mind is going to browse a social networking site (especially if there's a web cam involved) without making some sort of effort looks-wise....so it can be a real confidence crusher when hott guys next you...or even worse- the ugly ones =/ You make an effort to look half decent and you are basically turned down on first glance, but then again the NEXT button DOES have it's advantages...which brings me to my next point..

(2) Topless Girls and Cock... personally i DO NOT want to see topless girls when i'm looking for a chat and to be honest, they don't want to see me either! So this is where the NEXT button comes in! The second i see a hint of a frilly bra (or nothing at all =/ ) i can next them before my look of horror can register on their screen! For the men out there this would probably almost never happen so for you the NEXT button doesn't really apply here BUT i would say you're nearly trigger happy with the ol' NEXT button when it comes to all the (obviously socialy retarded) men punishing themselves on-screen *shudder* *SHUDDER*...i know i am! =/ I mean, really, i DO NOT want to see you jerk off via webcam...The majority of men who do this seem to be packing a beer belly and something small down below, other times you can get completely ripped guys and let's just say some are VERY gifted (which makes you wonder why they don't have a girl to do that for them!!).. Yesterday while drinking with the girls we decided to have an ol' gander on Chat Roulette, it's good craic in a group, especially if you're drinking! When a sign came up on screen saying "Say YES if you want to see me dildo my ass" we couldn't resist since we thought it was a joke....WRONG *shudder* the next thing we see is some old guy turn around, whip out a dildo and start at it...never moved so fast to the NEXT button in my life!! Moral of that story is..don't say yes to signs on Chat Roulette! =$

(3) Pervy Men...the conversation usually starts out with "show me your boobs" and ends with the NEXT button! You can nearly tell by the way the men sit at their chair whether the conversation will turn into a strip show...and you can usually tell with the girls coz they're already half naked!! =/ Sometimes you won't even get a full sentence out of them, just "tits?"...NIIIICE, real charming....go get a fucking blow up doll or check out a porn site asshole!

(4) The language barrier...you will get people who have little or no english and you will most likely not be able to speak their language so you hit a dead end...it gets frustrating trying to figure out broken english and type with perfect grammer so they can understand...i had an israely guy whip out a dictionary mid conversation..all i can say to that is NEXT!!!

(5) Audio.... talking to someone is all well and good, but it's less akward when you can just type..however if you forget to turn said audio off things can get nasty..for the person on the other side and possibly you =/ i find when i NEXT someone i say things like "girl", "cock", "oh god!" (and not in a good way) "eewww", "12yr old" etc etc....it's bad enough getting a half dressed girl but when she's an ugger you can't help but recoil in horror and make a terrified noise (same goes for the masturbators =$ ) a noise which they can hear on the other side of the web cam =/ what's worse is finding someone you like and going "oooo" then realising they can hear you when they piss themselves laughing...*sigh* NEXT!

Chat Roulette is an...interesting experience to say the least,one which many of us can do without! But if you can deal with the cock and being nexted...i'd say go for it!!! It's not too bad =)

Try Not To Get Nexted Darlings =)

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

THE HUNT

THE HUNT

For a time she lay where she’d fallen, body splayed out over the rocky earth. The only noise she recognised was her own steady breathing accompanied by the pulsing of her heart.

A thin stream of blood meandered its way across her pale face, trickling silently between her dazed eyes and down over the slight bridge of her nose, to finally drip into the pool gathering beneath her cheek.

Her azure eyes stared out into nothingness. Her thoughts- a swirled jumbled mass, that floundered in the pools of her mind. Her blurred vision focused bringing her face to face with the stony ground.

She tried to roll onto her back but instead moaned as sharp pains streaked through her skull. She felt her mind beginning to thaw from its frozen numbness and felt her body begin to awaken to the injuries it had endured. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes at the pain that sprung in almost every fibre of her being. They ran down cutting a path between the grime and the blood. And as the tears flowed down so did the memories bringing her a new form of pain....

They attacked when all were asleep. The night-watchers died first, their bloody screams the only warning to her tribe of the death awaiting them. It was a blur- the chaos, the noise, the smell of blood and gore splattered across the cliffs. The terror of the memories engulfed her.... She had fled, launching herself off the ledge snapping open her wings and beating them furiously against the night air. She didn’t know it was behind her until it struck, sending them both tumbling in a tangled mass of wings and screeching towards the earth.....

She cringed, banishing the memories to the forbidden corners of her mind. The memories of the agonised screams echoing over head, were too much to bear. The sorrow overpowered her racking her slight body with sobs. She should have died with her people. She should have stayed and fought a loosing battle, but instead she had escaped, to be left alone in a broken, shuddering heap beneath the scene of a bloody massacre.

She cursed herself for being a coward, too weak to accept her inevitable fate. But why? Why should she die like that, to be ripped apart and feasted upon by those winged dogs? She couldn’t accept that fate. To lie down and die? To be part of a game, the prey for His pets, the meat for their kill!?

Her agonising grief was replaced by a dull nothingness. She was the last of her clan, her family and friends all dead, their remains strewn across the bloody rocks and cliff face. Anger boiled in her blood sending fiery rivulets coursing through her veins. Already her body was rejuvenating itself; the tears in her wings had already become silvery scars interlacing the membranes- The irony of evolution ensuring some hope of survival for her race. It was unbearable to lie beneath the place where the echoes of the dying screams of her people still lingered. She had to get away.

She sat up on shaky arms her vision adjusting to the inky blackness. She could make out the dark looming mass of the cliffs against the starry sky, the darkness hiding the carnage she knew was there. Her adjusting eyes picked out the nearby form of the Kuriboh. Its absolute stillness assured her of its death. The sight of the white bone smeared with drying blood, protruding from its neck, would have once made her gag in revulsion but now it gave her a grim satisfaction. Its ghostly ivory clearly set off against the ebony background of the night, became the spark to a fiery new passion in her soul.

She stood. Alone, defiant against the world. The lost hopes and dreams that had died with her people were replaced by a new born determination. She would find them, the ones who had shed the blood of her people. It would prove to be their most fatal mistake leaving her alive....

Now the true hunt would begin.


Do you dare follow?

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Ginge and Speech Impediment Fetish

Hey Hey Darlings =)

Right i promised my sister I'd write a scathing blog about this guy she REALLY liked. Now we have our differences, but my sister is an awesome person who deserves the best in life and especially in guys. Soooooo....where to begin.... btw HELLS FUCKING YEAH AM I GONA BE BIAS =)

Ok i must start by saying they used to go out in the past...but sister-mine did call it off, for valid reasons i might add...aka lack of conversation and general lack of balls on his part. But as time went on the friendship grew, therefore conversation improved and his balls dropped =) So my sister fell back into the trap of liking him again...liking him a lot.

They texted for weeks, but apparently the guy also fancied one of my sister's friends....a skinny ginger bean-pole of a girl who has glasses and acts like a whore but in actual fact has never even scored a guy before (have fun with that one you fucking retard....). But my sister does really like him and she hopes he feels the same...soooooo....after leading her on for a good long while he ignores her for a week then finally gets the balls to tell her that she's amazing but he doesn't feel they've been "connecting", that "she's a charm waiting to be picked" ...i have no fucking idea what era this idiot is from?!! who says shit like that?!!! he also has the nerve to say that he doesn't want to lead her on...you're a bit later for that prick..a few weeks too late. THEN he goes and says he doesn't want her and her frigid ginger friend fighting over him and he doesn't want her to be mad at the ginger.....boy needs a sharp smack and a REALITY CHECK!

My sister then finds out he's been texting the ginger AND her other friend the whole time....other friend isn't the brightest crayon in the packet and also has a speech impediment... retard boy suuure knows how to pick em...and apparently so does my sister... SO now the guy is planning on going after speech impediment girl.... Tbh i really think he's getting revenge on my sister..or else has a weird fetish for frigid gingers and speech impediments....

Suck Cock Retard Boy

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

I Say "i miss you"- You say "well you go out too"

Hey All.

How many of you have lived in a foreign country? Had to leave all your friends behind, your family, your boyfriend, basically everything you've ever known? Ever had to watch while all your old friends go out and have stories from the night out the next day that you weren't there for? Loose touch with people purely becuase they don't go on facebook often enough? Or have someone say "you should look at the photos" of night out you were't there for?...(yeah the photos are great but i'd rather not... )

Well i have...and it fucking sucks. I've missed friends' birthdays, my own mother's birthday, Valentines Day, trips to Dublin, nights out, the family Chriskindel...and i've only been gone six months. People at home don't seem to realise how fucking hard it is being over here. Yeah we go out aswell and we have new friends but do you really expect us not to miss our closest ones who are still at home? Do you expect us to LIKE missing people's birthdays or hearing stories that we weren't there for?! Yeah we want to hear the news but it doesn't make us miss you any less.

For me it's the little things....not the big gossip or the most major scandal of the night...i miss the little funny things that happen that you REALLY had to be there for...like bringing an orange to Silvers and eating it-messily. You can't relive those things and it makes me miss home even more. People at home don't seem to realise that they have EVERYONE from school, their family, their boyfriends/girlfriends and even their new frineds all only a drive or a text away...or atleast they have them all in the same fucking country.... Do you see what i'm getting at? We make new friends, but they're not like the old ones....we have stories, but we always wish you were there for them....we have birthdays here, but they're never as good as the old ones down the back garden with a few beers and some music.....

I miss my boyfrined, i can only talk to him on skype and i see him every other month for a few days at best. I miss getting hugs from him or hearing his voice...but not from the other end of a computer. I miss my friends, the fun we had, the random photos, Sleepover-isms, Gig-buddies, Anti-Christ Cat. I miss talking to them all at one time...not via computer and at odd times of the day or reverting to 'Poke Wars' for contact. I miss my family (also the fridge that ALWAYS has food in it), i miss the feeling of HOME. i don't get to go gome every weekend or even live there at all anymore. if i want to go home i have to pay for flights then make a six hour journey or more each way...and i HATE airports =(

I also hate the fact that being in a different country makes it harder for people to visit. My boyfriend has been over twice and my mom and sister have been over recently...but no one else. I'm lucky that ANYONE has even made the effort, i have friends here who no-one has come to visit purely because of work of the flight prices. So i'm lucky in that aspect. But you always wish your friends could get over here, you want to show them what YOUR life is like, where YOU go out,...but with college and being students i would say i'll only ever see them back in Ireland for the next 5 years.

So i think i've sufficiently moaned and depressed myself enough.( Must get back to Physiology... midterms AGAIN..what i wouldn't give for a written assignment...)Just to let you know next time i say i miss you remember i actually mean it..and i'm not JUST saying it because i'm out of the country. I remember a response i got from a friend when i said i missed going out with them, she said- "but you go out too"...Oh well then that settles it doesn't it? I GO OUT TOO....makes EVERYTHING soooo much better....How about you try this sometime?

Not in the loving mood today...

Your One And Only PitBitch.

xXx

Sweet Dreams..Or A Fucking Scary Nightmare

Helloooo Honeys =)


I'm one of those people who, after seeing a horror movie, will not be able to sleep at night for a good 2months after (yet i still watch them for some horrible reason...) Prime example of this was when i went to see "Halloween 2" a few months ago...ok well before Christmas. I have only JUST returned to my natural sleeping pattern after seeing that movie and yet when i hear the slightest noise i automatically jump to the conclusion that there's some mentally fucked up person about to come after me with a knife....(yes my imagination DOES need a well deserved break...)The few days after i had seen the movie were the worst...it didn't matter that my boyfriend was sleeping right beside me, i just couldn't sleep for fear of being murdered. I even made him check every room in the apartment before bed and as much as i love him it didn't help at all that i kept thinking he wouldn't stand much chance against a knife wielding killer, therefore i had NO hope at all. =/ So let's just say i didn't sleep for the next two months... but i DID buff up on all my movies =) you'd be surprised how much time you gain when you stop sleeping!


I've always been like this, when i was young i couldn't handle the witch in "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" and have repeatedly been reminded by my loving parents how i used to hide behind the couch..cheers.. Then came "The Ring"...whoever came up with these movies must have had it in mind to mentally scar me, for a good few years after that i had to cover my TV at night (pathetic i know, but i did have a friend who couldn't even bear to have a TV in his room and still can't haha)."The Grudge", "Gothica", "Exorcism of Emily Rose", "28 days later" etc, etc...it appears i don't learn my lesson and therefore have regular vivid nightmares to keep me on my toes and up all night.


Last night i had a particularly bad sleep. Apparently after the snow in Budapest comes the torrents of rain and raging wind so it wasn't exactly the quietest of nights. The wind, at some point during the night had blown one of my outer windows open and then managed to blow my bedroom door open. I was sufficiently freaked out by the dog who was doing her "stare-at hamster-unmovingly-with-little-or-no-breathing-routine" and the constant door opening for no reason with a horrible squeaky noise. But when i got up to close it for the hundredth time i heard the most unholy growling noise. I nearly shat myself, but instead of doing what any sane person would do and close the door (and possibly go in search of a weapon) i stood there like a rabbit in headlights and basically waited for the noise to show itself..i waited and it kept getting louder and changing tone. Being sleep deprived and confused i was nearly crying at this stage until i realised where the noise was actually coming from...the spare room...SNORING...my flatmate's dad was staying in the spare room...


Well i felt like a TOOL, i was still a frightened tool though. So as a safety precaution i decided to try and lock my door(don't ask me what my mind frame was last night because i woke the next morning thinking WHAT THE FUCK?!) There isn't a key for my door so without taking my eyes from the darkness beyond (and the potential killers) i searched my peripheries for something useful...what did i come up with...yep that's right...TIGHTS... So tying one leg to the door handle and tying the other to the wardrobe handle i made a..ehhh..lock of sorts. How the fuck this was supposed to stop an insane murderer getting in was beyond me, but all i knew at the time was it stopped the door from blowing open, so it worked for me!


Tonight i am hoping I'll get a better sleep, if not...movie suggestions anyone?=/

~Sweet Dreams~
Love Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

Sarcastic Pricks

Hey M'darlings =)



This is jut a little rant that i'm having after last night at Equus (club under college library)....

Is it just me or does anyone else HATE sarcastic pricks?! I, for one am inept at decoding the various sarcastic remarks made by certain individuals. Forgive me for not laughing but i haven't a FUCKING CLUE if you're serious or not..... Now i don't mind slight sarcasm or the odd sarcastic person who i've gotten used to, but when someone is CONSTANTLY sarcastic, quite frankly i just want to punch them....

Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit...and with this particular person i can say for friggin' sure it's true. I'm sorry but unlike you i DON'T speak in sarcatic riddles becuase I can actually come up with something relativly intelligent without having to make a joke of it....prick... And it's not like it's NICE sarcasm! It makes you feel self-conscious and want to shrink into a little corner becuase you feel like they're mocking you. What part of that is suppose to be funny you ABSOLUTE dickhead?!!

I had an ex whose dad was a sarcasic fucker...for the year and a bit i was going out with him i DREADED going to his house on the offchance his dad would actually say something to me (he didn't speak much but when he did it was ALWAYS sarcastic...). I suck when it comes to sarcasm, so anytime i had to make conversation i spent it looking like a nervous wreck and obviously looking like some stuck up bitch who was too good to say two words to anyone. How could i make conversation when i couln't decide if he was being serious or not?!

So moral of the story is...if you're a sarcastic prick i will NEVER be in the mood for you so stay the fuck away from me! >=(

Dear Sarcastic Prick: Fuck Right Off
Love & Fondles
Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

Golden Plastic Fur-Lined Tackiness

Hey Sweethearts!

Ok, so we all know what knackers are right? Pikies, scumbags, chavs etc.. EVERYWHERE seems to have them but i when i came to Hungary somehow i thought it would be an exception....apparently not.

Today whilst walking the dog i came across a very stylish young lady (please note sarcasm)supporting a gold plastic fur-rimmed jacket with matching gold jeans and trainers. To add to the ensemble she wore gold earrings, an orange tan and had the top half of her hair dyed brown and the bottom half dyed blonde.Safe to say i was nearly blinded by the sun reflecting off her golden-self... Would any other self respecting person other than a chav walk out the door in this?!!! i mean really?! HOW tacky can you get?!!

In Hungary they seem to favour the gold plastic look, whereas in Ireland, the ever popular velour matching tracksuit set is always in style. Not only is it worn in colours such as fuchsia pink and lime green, it is teamed with socks tucked into runners and a charming pair of gold earrings. The outfit is NEVER complete with out each hand being decked out in the TACKIEST MOTHA FUCKIN' GOLD RINGS I HAVE EVER SEEN....

Now as for the male knacker...in Hungary they like their leather jackets, but also have a bit of a taste for the plastic fur rimmed ones. Tracksuit bottoms, hair slicked back,tracksuit tucked into socks, and techno music blaring out of the phone in his hand...the epitome of sexiness (*GAG*) In Ireland they have a bit more labels than the poor aul Hungarian knackers...they model a wide range of Lacoste, Le Coque Sportif, Fred Perry, Burrberry and it seems as if they are now moving on to Ralph Lauren!All of course worn in the tackiest way possible...The male knacker, last i saw, seems to favour stripes and believes a peaked cap and a giant diamond earring will attract the opposite sex so they can mate and produce baby knackers who will come out of the womb with gold earrings on, a velour trackie and a fur lined body warmer! All i can say is....they breed 'em young =/

Now i've nothing against knackers...just their fashion sense...i mean REALLY who in their right mind thinks THAT is sexy?! (chavs are not allowed to answer as you are obviously not in your right mind...) The worst is when they're out on the town wearing belt-sized skirts, halter-necks that show waaaay too much (especially if they're on the round side) and the characteristic hoop earrings. Seriously...cover up!!! or if you want to parade some flesh get a nice short dress and do it in style!!!!

I firmly believe they are a species all of their own (formed by inbreeding no doubt..) They seem to have their own language "an' can tawlk loike dis da hole ty-um" (possibly a bit of D4 thrown in there,but it's a hard language to write..especially for those of us who have the basics in spelling) Sometimes when back home in Ireland i felt like i was talking to a foreigner...i hadn't a CLUE what the ol' knackers were on about...and now that i'm in Hungary i haven't a clue what ANYONE is going on about! (especially the little old ladys who like to stop and chat to you in hungarian =/ ) They are a timeless species who, i have found out, have also invaded the main portion of Europe. Is there no-where that will remain chav-free?

I ask you, when the world finally ends will the Knackers and the cockroaches be all that's left hinding under a rock somewhere?

Stay away from gold and fur and velour people.

Love Your One And Only PitBitch

xXx

Brief Sex Over-View From The Eyes Of The Church

Hey Honeys!

In relation to my last blog i got a comment via facebook letting me know that (and i quote) "the church doesn't say that sex is an evil abomination but it says that it should be used well as a way of showing love to a person by giving that person a portion of your soul as more than just an action" sweet way of putting it don't you think?Definately nicer way of looking at it =) Everyone has different opinions and i'm glad to hear them all but me and the church don't quite mesh. I do really like the way he put the whole phrase though =)

Love As Always
Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

Sex is the question. "Yes" is the answer.

Hey Hey All =)

Ok i'm just going to start off and get it out there....SEX IS AWESOME =)

I would LOVE to meet the person who invented sex purely to find out what awesome-ness they're working on now! i mean GENIUS or what?!! the compilation of sheer ecstasy and ridiculous positions...who could ask for more?Is there really and truly anyone out there (other than you crazy religious people) who believe otherwise? if yes, all i can say is....you're doing it wrong =)

I don't understand the whole "abstain until marriage" situation. I believe if you're in a loving relationship what's the problem? or even if you're not...it's up to you! What i don't believe in is the Church telling us what an evil abomination sex is, when (at least in the Catholic one anyway) nearly all the priests are 70yr old virgins...jeeez imagine all the tension building up there!To hear many religious people talk, one would think God created the torso, head, legs and arms, but the devil slapped on the genitals... I mean are we really taking advice on sex from the POPE?...wow that's going to be hott when we FINALLY get married....

When one thinks of sex does one automatically think of love or can the two stand alone? I'm sure many will agree with me when i say sex without love is an empty gesture... But as empty gestures go, it is one of the best :P There's nothing wrong with a one night stand or *ahem* friends with benefits but i do think that it's oh so much better when you're in luuurrve =) I've heard that "love ain't nothing but sex misspelled" and in a way i can see how people can mix it up...lust, love, it's all the same right? wrong, as far as i'm concerned, but that's just me, i think they come hand in hand one defining the other.

"What came first, the chicken or the egg?"
-A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is smoking a cigarette with a satisfied smile on its face and the egg is frowning and looking put out. The egg mutters to no one in particular, "I guess we answered that question."- LOL just thought i'd add that in randomly! XD


Just a few notes to remember if you smoke after sex...you're doing it waaaay too fast.....and sex on the TV never hurts anyone..unless you fall off =)

Be naughty and save Santa a trip Mothaa Fuckaas
Love Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx

SKINNY AND SKINNY-JEANS

Hellooo Dahlings =)

Right just to put it out there...I'm NOT making an attack on skinny men or skinny-jean-wearing-guys...this is a BLOG people..not the law,simply my opinion so if you get offended...seriously fuck off and get a life. For me anyway, i like wearing skinny jeans...it doesn't mean i like men to wear them. It also doesn't mean i think they shouldn't wear them either! It also doesn't mean I've a thing against skinny guys!So now that that's settled...

I once heard that you should never date a guy who's jeans are too small for you... thinking about it i can actually see the logic! A guy who wears skinnier jeans than you technically makes him smaller than you...which on many occasions can get awkward....


(1) I always find that guys have this weird infatuation about picking girls up.... is it just me or does that freak the shit out of anyone else? if someone tries to pick me up (kudos for getting me off the floor for starters) i will automatically hit them in the closest, most harmful place possible in order to be reunited with the ground. It's just a reaction. If a skinny guy tries to pick me up, he will most likely fall over ultimately leading to him being squashed or he will put his back out. Now as embarrassing and painful that is for our skinny guy how BAD do you think the girl who just flattened him feels?!!! SCARLETT!! Or in worst case scenario..being picked up during sex and flattening him will probably lead to more than his sex drive being crushed! (has never happened to me thank God...just to put it out there! LOL )

(2) Personally I'm already self-conscious enough about sitting on a guy's knee...but if you can feel his bones through your ample ghetto bootay (in my case) it is HIGHLY uncomfy and i always feel like telling him to get the fuck up an sit on my knee... Not only do i spend the entire time "perching" so as not to crush the skinny-jean-wearing delicate frame I'm sure the guy is trying not to make sounds of agony.... Not sexy OR fun....

(3) Does anyone else feel bad when you're with a group of men and you polish off a whole pizza but they struggle to get to the last slice? (happened today...PATHETIC lads, pathetic..hungover or not..) Or when you realise you couldn't get an arm down the leg of their jeans let alone a whole leg?!!! Slightly confidence crushing AND EMBARRASSING! It's not good when you feel MAHOOSIVE even when men are present! Physically men are "supposed" to be the bigger of the two genders...and in most cases it's true....MOST...actually tbh I'd say i weigh more than many of the guys i know! lol XD meh oh well...i loves ma foood =)

(4) Are skinny jeans the equivalent of men wearing skin-tight tights in the olden days? So you can see what they're packing before you marry them or get involved? Personally...i don't see how MUCH could fit into skinny jeans...at least comfortably!!! i mean, are they not a little...err....restricting?! Do men not look at other men who wear skinny jeans and inwardly recoil and think "OUCH"?! Is that the reason why skinny-jean-wearing-guys walk funny? Does something HURT? Or is that just a limp you've got going on there?!



SKINNY AND SKINNY-JEANS- are you real men?...or just really uncomfy?
Please invest in a pair of baggies? For your circulation's sake if nothing else!!


Love Your One And Only PitBitch
xXx