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