Sunday, 25 October 2009

The Boy

I've just realised that in my last post, it was suggested my life was perhaps heading in a totally contradictory direction than what was originally set out in this blog. Rest assured that such dalliances with alcohol etc will remain minimal and will not compromise the integrity of this blog about sobriety and the joys of!

Yesterday I helped R Kid on a shoot in her studio. The extent of help was minimal. I stood around and did some test shots so the correct lighting could be decided on. Collected lunch. Picked up the hair stylist and read Purple. The model was a mega hottie. This is her blog:
http://headbandclub.blogspot.com

Went to Corsica studios on Thursday night with the wife. My main agenda was to perv on my new crush maybe even a engage in a bit of casual flirtation. However upon seeing my new love, I literally turned and ran away, hiding behind a wall. In all I failed miserably on accounts of perving and flirting. I have encountered The Boy 3 times in my life; enough encounters to develop an unrealistic crush on him . The first time was at R Kid's birthday party back in July, when I had no interest in him and thought he was kinda unmemorable. Secondly was last week, when I was beginning to think of him as less of douchebag and more in terms of fit, fanciable, hot male. This third encounter was probably my least favourite time in his presence. Now, I will have to pretend that I was not running and hiding and merely failed to acknowledge him (this lie will be quite unbelievable owing to his v tall stature.) Actual conversation could be hard from here on out as I am hopeless talking to boys I really fancy especially when mutual friends know of my intentions with said boy. Oh Gawddddddddddddddd.

In film and television news, I watched Antichrist yeasterday. If Strauby ever reads this I would very much like her to explain this film to me as she was the one who informed me of this film. I am in deed a bit of a philistine when it comes to arty films like this. I find it hard to understand if it had some deep underlying religious meanings or whether Lars Von Trier just wanted to make a scary horror film. Confused?!

More importantly though, Eastenders!! Darren Miller? Heath? Producing George Michael Trott.......Really? OMFG. I really don't think I can articulate my shock at this storyline, so I will just leave it there.

Need to get a Halloween costume sorted this week. I hate fancy dress, I really think I was born without the fancy dress gene. I am still in my goth schoool girl phase at the moment, so Craft characters and Wednesday and Morticia Adams are not really "fancy" dress for me. Hmmmmm??!!

peace 15+

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