There is the fantastic chance at the minute to win an iPad plus some other giveaways like Powerballs etc. over on the Simply Wholesale site. To enter have a look at the details over here http://www.simplywholesale.co.uk/wholesale_blog/win-an-apple-ipad-more/
Because of my huge love for Twilight and my love for competitions I've been looking for competitions to win Twilight stuff :)
I found a fabby giveaway on Sofia's Journal. Have a look :) and good luck x
I found a fabby giveaway on Sofia's Journal. Have a look :) and good luck x
Firstly I have to apologise for not blogging recently. I was busy with my exams and a few family stresses but everything is all ok now and my exams are over - yippee.
As many of my friends know I am completely addicted to Twilight and everything that goes with so it will come as no shock to any of you that on Saturday night me and Spud went to see Eclipse. All I can say is OMG AMAZING!
The film had a completely different feel to it than Twilight and New Moon. It was action packed, more mature and full of beautiful people. I found myself having lustings for most of the cast.
A lot of people were disappointed with New Moon and Twilight as they lacked a little of the oomph that you would expect from the books, yet Eclipse gave all the oomph expected and more. Action, romance, passion as well as effortless quirks and one liners making the movie enjoyable for everyone, Twilight fan or not.
I definitely recommend you go see the film, my review is sparse because i don't want to spoil it for anyone but on Wednesday night I shall be sat in the cinema enjoying Eclipse for a second time.
As many of my friends know I am completely addicted to Twilight and everything that goes with so it will come as no shock to any of you that on Saturday night me and Spud went to see Eclipse. All I can say is OMG AMAZING!
The film had a completely different feel to it than Twilight and New Moon. It was action packed, more mature and full of beautiful people. I found myself having lustings for most of the cast.
A lot of people were disappointed with New Moon and Twilight as they lacked a little of the oomph that you would expect from the books, yet Eclipse gave all the oomph expected and more. Action, romance, passion as well as effortless quirks and one liners making the movie enjoyable for everyone, Twilight fan or not.
I definitely recommend you go see the film, my review is sparse because i don't want to spoil it for anyone but on Wednesday night I shall be sat in the cinema enjoying Eclipse for a second time.
Well I was doing a bit of googling and found a website which I thought was fun so thought I would share.
The website is called Is This Your Name???
When I put my name in it comes up with these interesting little quips:
43% of the letters are vowels. Of one million first and last names we looked at, 19.5% have a higher vowel make-up. This means it is well envoweled.
In ASCII binary it is... 01000100 01100001 01101110 01101001 01100101 01101100 01101100 01100101 00100000 01000111 01110010 01100001 01110110 01100101 01110011
Backwards, it is Elleinad Sevarg... nice ring to it, huh?
In Pig Latin, it is Anielleday Avesgray.
People with this first name are probably: Female. So, they are constantly overcharged for beauty products.
The Origin of Danielle is French and comes from the male name Daniel. It has the meaning 'My Judge'.
Your personal power animal is the Domestic Ferret
Your 'Numerology' number is 8. If it wasn't bulls**t, it would mean that you are motivated by material success and have an aptitude for business, managerial and financial matters. This comes through your uncommon discipline and persistence.
According to the US Census Bureau°, 0.149% of US residents have the first name 'Danielle' and 0.0339% have the surname 'Graves'. The US has around 300 million residents, so we guesstimate there are 152 Americans who go by the name 'Danielle Graves'.
So there you have it, have a look what does it say about you?
The website is called Is This Your Name???
When I put my name in it comes up with these interesting little quips:
43% of the letters are vowels. Of one million first and last names we looked at, 19.5% have a higher vowel make-up. This means it is well envoweled.
In ASCII binary it is... 01000100 01100001 01101110 01101001 01100101 01101100 01101100 01100101 00100000 01000111 01110010 01100001 01110110 01100101 01110011
Backwards, it is Elleinad Sevarg... nice ring to it, huh?
In Pig Latin, it is Anielleday Avesgray.
People with this first name are probably: Female. So, they are constantly overcharged for beauty products.
The Origin of Danielle is French and comes from the male name Daniel. It has the meaning 'My Judge'.
Your personal power animal is the Domestic Ferret
Your 'Numerology' number is 8. If it wasn't bulls**t, it would mean that you are motivated by material success and have an aptitude for business, managerial and financial matters. This comes through your uncommon discipline and persistence.
According to the US Census Bureau°, 0.149% of US residents have the first name 'Danielle' and 0.0339% have the surname 'Graves'. The US has around 300 million residents, so we guesstimate there are 152 Americans who go by the name 'Danielle Graves'.
So there you have it, have a look what does it say about you?
Today is Fathers Day, a day for celebrating how brilliant and amazing our fathers are. Yet there are many people, and a lot of my friends are included who will not be celebrating today, as sadly their dad's have passed away. It is seeing the status updates of people sick with worry, and stressed about how they will cope on their first Father's Day since their dad's have passed which has made me so appreciative of what I have.
I have 3 dads.
My first dad is my real dad. He's the one I look like and the one I inherit my height from. He's the one that thinks of himself as a 'shit dad' - his words not mine. Yet he doesn't realise quite how proud of him I really am. Admittedly we haven't always seen eye to eye, and for years we had no contact, yet in 2008 I wrote him a letter and we got back in touch and I might not see him every day or every week, but those 2 or 3 times I see him a year mean the world to me. We have limited contact through emails and texts because he works too bloody hard and when I do see him we never really know what to talk about and often sit in his car for 20 minutes, but that's ok because he's still there. He always calls me monkey in our emails and he always signs them off Pops. So this year I got him a chocolate monkey from Thornton's and had it iced 'To Pops Love Monkey' it might not have been expensive but I know it meant the world to him.
My second dad is Dave, he's my step dad. Me and Dave have had our ups and downs and there has been more downs than ups. I've never been able to call him dad because it felt like betraying my real dad so I stick to calling him Dave. At times I have hated him and at times I love him to bits. He makes my mum happy and it's cause of him I have my spud and whilst at times we fought like cat and dog he still tried to do his best for me, it didn't always work but he tried. Now many people will find my card to him offensive, those who know him will probably think its a bit below the belt, but that's the way me and Dave work, we bitch at each other in the nicest possible way! His card is pint shaped and reads:
"Of beer you are an expert,
you know good ale from bad,
which isn't that suprising
the amount of pint's you've had.
You're happy drinking lager.
cider, bitter or even stout,
if anyone questions your knowledge........
your beer belly removes all doubt! "
It made me chuckle anyway :o)
My third dad isn't really my dad. He's my granddad. I've always been a granddad's girl, it's probably always shown. He's the one who cleaned me up when I fell and banged my knee, the one who takes me to the doctors or hospital when i'm ill, the one who looks after me and puts a roof over my head, and even though he doesn't admit it he's the one that lets me squidge in between him and my nan on the sofa for a cuddle. He's the man that stood by me through everything from the 4am feeds as a new born bairn to the 4am trips to pick me up from town when I am stranded. He often jokes that I'm his fourth daughter, to be honest I am. He get's on my nerves with all his sport but what man doesn't?? I couldn't ask for a better man.
So there you have it. I'm spoilt. I have 3 men who all have their faults, some bigger than others, but they all had an input into who I am and despite a few rough patches they didn't do too bad. So I wish them a huge and happy father's day and may I not bring undue stress, grey hair or expense to you in the next 365 days, i love you all x
I have 3 dads.
My first dad is my real dad. He's the one I look like and the one I inherit my height from. He's the one that thinks of himself as a 'shit dad' - his words not mine. Yet he doesn't realise quite how proud of him I really am. Admittedly we haven't always seen eye to eye, and for years we had no contact, yet in 2008 I wrote him a letter and we got back in touch and I might not see him every day or every week, but those 2 or 3 times I see him a year mean the world to me. We have limited contact through emails and texts because he works too bloody hard and when I do see him we never really know what to talk about and often sit in his car for 20 minutes, but that's ok because he's still there. He always calls me monkey in our emails and he always signs them off Pops. So this year I got him a chocolate monkey from Thornton's and had it iced 'To Pops Love Monkey' it might not have been expensive but I know it meant the world to him.
My second dad is Dave, he's my step dad. Me and Dave have had our ups and downs and there has been more downs than ups. I've never been able to call him dad because it felt like betraying my real dad so I stick to calling him Dave. At times I have hated him and at times I love him to bits. He makes my mum happy and it's cause of him I have my spud and whilst at times we fought like cat and dog he still tried to do his best for me, it didn't always work but he tried. Now many people will find my card to him offensive, those who know him will probably think its a bit below the belt, but that's the way me and Dave work, we bitch at each other in the nicest possible way! His card is pint shaped and reads:
"Of beer you are an expert,
you know good ale from bad,
which isn't that suprising
the amount of pint's you've had.
You're happy drinking lager.
cider, bitter or even stout,
if anyone questions your knowledge........
your beer belly removes all doubt! "
It made me chuckle anyway :o)
My third dad isn't really my dad. He's my granddad. I've always been a granddad's girl, it's probably always shown. He's the one who cleaned me up when I fell and banged my knee, the one who takes me to the doctors or hospital when i'm ill, the one who looks after me and puts a roof over my head, and even though he doesn't admit it he's the one that lets me squidge in between him and my nan on the sofa for a cuddle. He's the man that stood by me through everything from the 4am feeds as a new born bairn to the 4am trips to pick me up from town when I am stranded. He often jokes that I'm his fourth daughter, to be honest I am. He get's on my nerves with all his sport but what man doesn't?? I couldn't ask for a better man.
So there you have it. I'm spoilt. I have 3 men who all have their faults, some bigger than others, but they all had an input into who I am and despite a few rough patches they didn't do too bad. So I wish them a huge and happy father's day and may I not bring undue stress, grey hair or expense to you in the next 365 days, i love you all x
Yesterday somebody asked me what song defined me and I really struggled to come up with one definitive song as there are a few that define parts of me or parts of my life so far at least. I asked my best friend and my grandma; the two people who know me best, and neither of them could come up with one song. My cyber sister Jobie Wan Kenobi said her defining song was 'Fat Bottomed Girls' which made me lol lots. So I set to task and with the help of iTunes tried to find a song that defined me. The sun was shining, and the music was playing loud and it reminded me of a part of my teenage years. So the facebook status
came about. iTunes genius is just that - a genius. It transported me back in time to the age of 15 and the music that I loved and still do. The very first song on the genius list was Something Corporate and their song Punk Rock Princess. That's who I was and part of me still is I guess. I still don't think that song defines me on a whole though so I am still pretty stumped. :(
Other songs that came up on genius were Bleed America by Jimmy Eat World which was pretty accurate with the line 'I'm not alone cos the tv's on yeah, I'm not crazy cos I take right pills everyday." Then there was Bullet For My Valentine and their song Tears Don't Fall - "My tears don't fall they crash around me" as well as many many more. So even though I still can't find one defining song I'm enjoying trying x
The year is 2002, I'm a moody 15 year old with black hair and even more black eyeliner. My jeans are so wide that the leg fits around my waist, the sun is shining the music is loud and i couldnt give a shit :p
came about. iTunes genius is just that - a genius. It transported me back in time to the age of 15 and the music that I loved and still do. The very first song on the genius list was Something Corporate and their song Punk Rock Princess. That's who I was and part of me still is I guess. I still don't think that song defines me on a whole though so I am still pretty stumped. :(
Other songs that came up on genius were Bleed America by Jimmy Eat World which was pretty accurate with the line 'I'm not alone cos the tv's on yeah, I'm not crazy cos I take right pills everyday." Then there was Bullet For My Valentine and their song Tears Don't Fall - "My tears don't fall they crash around me" as well as many many more. So even though I still can't find one defining song I'm enjoying trying x
It's official.
I am having a mid-life crisis. Aged 22.
I have no job, I am no longer a student, I live with my grandparents 'renting' one of their spare bedrooms. I have no income, no partner and yet despite the fact I should be miserable and depressed about all these facts I am the complete opposite.
Gone are the days of wearing nothing but black, and the hatred for wearing jewellery. My hair was black, my clothes were black, my make up was black. Today I am a rainbow. (I've been on the energy drinks can you tell?)
Looking at my wardrobe and it's contents, yes there still are some items of black, mainly trousers but there are new colours seeping in such as blue, pink, purple and green. I have developed a love of T-shirts with pictures or slogans on. One of my favourites is a chick with huge glasses on and the words 'Chick With Brains', a blatant lie if you could see my revision notes at the moment but all the same I think the tee is cute :)
My hairs now a mousy brown although in 3 weeks time it is getting bleached blonde. It won't be blonde for long though as I am ditzy enough but even though I have brown hair the dyes I use never give the results I want so I am bleaching first before hopefully going a lovely burgundy colour. Hopefully.
I don't wear jewellery, well I never used to, I still don't wear conventional jewellery but I love quirky and kitsch items. Such as my smiley face studs which my mum got me at christmas from Claire's accessories, to the scrabble tile I wear around my neck and my new love a knitting needle bracelet. Which was sent to me by a wonderful lady called Natalie. I love it hun so thank you very much :)
The only thing I can think of is about how much I have changed, for the better. In the last 3 years my confidence has grown and with it my true inner personality has begun to break out, the weight loss has just given it a bit of a shove.
So as I sit here in my rainbow of bright pink tinkerbell t-shirt, blue and pink Sesame Street underwear, fluorescent yellow socks, black trousers, a pale green knitting needle bracelet and some funky yellow earrings, I'm happy. Cause at the end of every rainbow is a pot of gold..
I am having a mid-life crisis. Aged 22.
I have no job, I am no longer a student, I live with my grandparents 'renting' one of their spare bedrooms. I have no income, no partner and yet despite the fact I should be miserable and depressed about all these facts I am the complete opposite.
Gone are the days of wearing nothing but black, and the hatred for wearing jewellery. My hair was black, my clothes were black, my make up was black. Today I am a rainbow. (I've been on the energy drinks can you tell?)
Looking at my wardrobe and it's contents, yes there still are some items of black, mainly trousers but there are new colours seeping in such as blue, pink, purple and green. I have developed a love of T-shirts with pictures or slogans on. One of my favourites is a chick with huge glasses on and the words 'Chick With Brains', a blatant lie if you could see my revision notes at the moment but all the same I think the tee is cute :)
My hairs now a mousy brown although in 3 weeks time it is getting bleached blonde. It won't be blonde for long though as I am ditzy enough but even though I have brown hair the dyes I use never give the results I want so I am bleaching first before hopefully going a lovely burgundy colour. Hopefully.
I don't wear jewellery, well I never used to, I still don't wear conventional jewellery but I love quirky and kitsch items. Such as my smiley face studs which my mum got me at christmas from Claire's accessories, to the scrabble tile I wear around my neck and my new love a knitting needle bracelet. Which was sent to me by a wonderful lady called Natalie. I love it hun so thank you very much :)
The only thing I can think of is about how much I have changed, for the better. In the last 3 years my confidence has grown and with it my true inner personality has begun to break out, the weight loss has just given it a bit of a shove.
So as I sit here in my rainbow of bright pink tinkerbell t-shirt, blue and pink Sesame Street underwear, fluorescent yellow socks, black trousers, a pale green knitting needle bracelet and some funky yellow earrings, I'm happy. Cause at the end of every rainbow is a pot of gold..
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