tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75139525128441709872011-04-21T21:29:52.871-07:00escapemyfatexxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07864727287052307097noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513952512844170987.post-29996657400243097952009-12-26T20:44:00.000-08:002009-12-26T20:48:14.065-08:00I don't believe you sometimes, you whinge about not being able to see your friends or hang out with them, than we make plans to hang together, watch sex and the city, and go shopping and exchange each others xmas presents then you text me at 230am and say "oh i have plans to sleep at matts house" and you can stay at mine on tuesday night after Nyssas party, <div><br /></div><div>Thanks for making me excited to do something with you, and then go and shit on it by telling me you're staying at your boyfriends with having "dinner plans" when i dont believe you because you didnt mention it to anyone. so it seems like an excuse. </div><div><br /></div><div>Its the last time, im so sick of it. You cant do anything with me because youre always so busy.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am not going to Nyssa's and im not seeing you till you can make time for me.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513952512844170987-2999665740024309795?l=escapemyfatexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>escapemyfatexxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07864727287052307097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513952512844170987.post-50195077235199735382009-12-24T23:12:00.000-08:002009-12-24T23:21:17.663-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blueroof.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 391px;" src="http://blueroof.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Merry Christmas everyone,<div>I had a great christmas, woke up at 930am opened my presents from my mum, </div><div>got eye make-up, Sex &amp; The City Seasons 1-6 and the Movie extended edition and the SATC perfume, and then I opened my biggest present which was Monopoly Here and Now World Edition with 30 movers and in a tin. A ice bucket thing that makes Cherry flavoured ice yummy, another perfume.</div><div><br /></div><div>I got from my nan, $50 and a Hello Kitty jewellery box which is really cute!</div><div>I also got a photo frame and some eyeliner and eyeshadow from my aunty.</div><div>A make up bag set, a pair of slippers.</div><div>I also got a huge mushroom teddy from Super Mario Brothers, and a Hello Kitty teddy off my wonderful boyfriend <3</div><div><br /></div><div>I love christmas, easily the best part of the year, love the fact that it happens every year, and it also means its 6 months and 25 days exactly till my birthday =D now to work tommorow, and go shopping, and then celebrate NYE. w00t!!!! not that I'll be doing much considering i am working New Years Day 11-4 grrrr!!!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513952512844170987-5019507723519973538?l=escapemyfatexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>escapemyfatexxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07864727287052307097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513952512844170987.post-34859495223502632662009-12-23T06:43:00.001-08:002009-12-23T07:02:29.799-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ztr9wqh8JE/SzIw-JvzVZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UJe29SFNP7A/s1600-h/leesamsmaller.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ztr9wqh8JE/SzIw-JvzVZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UJe29SFNP7A/s320/leesamsmaller.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418447146006566290" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>I am so in love with my amazing boyfriend of 6 months, <div>He does everything right by me, doesn't up set me.</div><div>Makes me laugh every day, makes me smile everytime I am with him.</div><div>Hes my heart, soul and what makes me live everyday with a reason to be on this planet.</div><div>I don't know what I would do without him, he loves me on my bad days, and my good days,</div><div>when I am happy or sad, when I dont look my best or feel my best hes there for me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lee you are my life. I love you with all my heart, and I wouldnt it want it any other way. </div><div>I wanna grow old with you, have a family and live together till we pass on.</div><div>You are the meaning of the word 'love' to me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love your girlfriend [bubbi] </div><div>xox</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513952512844170987-3485949522350263266?l=escapemyfatexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>escapemyfatexxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07864727287052307097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513952512844170987.post-90643166615627810682009-12-23T06:34:00.000-08:002009-12-23T06:42:30.330-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.32red.com/images/Kings-And-Queens-Logo.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.32red.com/images/Kings-And-Queens-Logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I don't understand people these days, </div><div>who promise you so much and then break them, like they mean nothing.</div><div>I am so sick of people making promises to me, and than taking them away and forgetting about them.</div><div>Promises mean a lot to me, so why break them?</div><div>If you aren't gonna keep them, dont make them in the first place please,</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513952512844170987-9064316661562781068?l=escapemyfatexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>escapemyfatexxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07864727287052307097noreply@blogger.com0