They stoled my blood!
But then it was over and the nurse was lovely and tim was nice and then we went to see SB and mat gave me cake (which was yummy and i now want more!) so it was ok.
Off to collect Claire now as she needs cheering up!
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I c ommented on SB's post and this what i got back. Here are my elaborations.
Music.
Cats.
Straightening your hair.
LARP, sorry, Re-enactment.
Enormous boobies.
Music
I started my musical life by crawling on to a piano stool at the age of 2 and promptly falling off and hitting my head on the keys. Instead of crying like a normal child i proceded to hit the keys into what vaguely resembles the music of John Cage (not a big fan).
I then learnt the recorder, and then the violin and the viola. We found that with the viola, the more i practiced the worse i got, so i just sight read everything! I began singing in choirs at 6 and began solo lessons at 11. I was the youngest person to join Oldham Youth Choir at the age of 11, but was always overlooked for solos as i was just "little Imogen that has always been here". One of the best moments of my musical career was when i stood up and sung in my last concert ever with the choir, and knocked all their socks off, i was given a standing ovation by the other choir members and teachers, but it was the look on their faces when i opened my mouth that gave me such a buzz!
I have a music degree. but i wish that i'd not bothered in a way. Dont get me wrong i met some amazing people but it highlighted for me the incredible corruptness of the music business.
Cats
I have had cats since i was 8. My first 2 were called Minky, a British short hair that looks like a polar bear and Tabitha, a silver tabby with beautiful yellow eyes.They were lovely, if a little spoiled. Then we got Rupert who was my baby, her was a Burman. Big blue eyes and lots of white fluff. He was pretty grumpy with everyone else but he used to let me cuddle him like a baby and put him in dolls clothes. Then came Penny a rescue torty who was the "runt of the litter". Shes enormous, and so soft!
Then there was Tigger, a ginger tabby with big green eyes.She was really funny as a kitten, and looks like Puss in Boots. And then Spike, another Burman, also beautiful but he didnt have Ruperts patience.
And now i have 2 of my own. Tilly is a torty who has a very musical purr...she likes to sing with me too! And Mia who is species confused, sometimes shes a duck and others shes a dog.But never a cat. And she has an addiction to Chlorine.
Straightening my hair
Its just something i do. I like it curly but when its straight i feel more in control, which as you all know is very important to me!
Re-enactment
17th century English Civil War to be precise! Though its really more Tim's thing than mine. I just like the camping, the beer and the corset.We got betrothed at Leeds Castle at an event and it was beautiful, im lucky to have met the amazing people at ECWS, although right now things are getting far too political and bitchy, so were taking a step back and hoping things get better soon.
Enormous boobies
I love my boobs. I think they have a nice shape and they're comfy. I got my first bra when i was about 7 or 8. By the time i went to high school i was a 32 C, by year 9 a 32 E and just kept growing. I am now a 34 JJ. I do hope they dont grow anymore though, im struggling to by bras...
Sorry im not more exciting, would be interested to know if anyone associates anything else with me though?Remember if you comment i will list 5 things i associate with you too!
Inspired by SB's 8 for '08 i thought i'd make my own list of hopes and aims for 2009.
1)Lose weight
2)To get back into music, practice my singing and develop my voice, learn a few new pieces on the piano.
3)To read more-time to turn off the telly and use my brain!
4)To be a better girlfriend, daughter, grandaughter and friend.
5)To live in a house for more than 9 months.
6)To go on holiday, a proper one, with sun.
7)To spend more time with family
8)To learn about politics
9)To stop being so trusting and forgiving. Time to reawaken my inner bitch i think, getting a little sick of that "just punched in the stomach" feeling of disappointement.
When you see this, quote Shakespeare in your journal.
From my fav Shakespeare play, "Much ado aboout nothing"
"He that hath a beard is more than a youth.And he that hath no beard is less than a man. And he that is more than a youth is not for me. And he that is less than a man...I am not for him."
Enjoy!
Hello, I'm sorry i'm not being a very good LJ friend at the min, i've not logged on for ages!So a big HELLO to you all and an even bigger apology SORRY!!But im here and i will check in as often as i can.
As SB knows i've not been too well, another chest infection.And im very tired at the min and have no idea why, get home from work and just want to sleep, can't even be bothered cleaning (see SB,Matgb i told you i was ill!)
I met up with my friend who is in the army last week. He's called Tom. I'm not exactly sure what he does but i know it scares me. He opened up a little to me about the things he'd seen and how he feels about it all, which suprised me as i havent seen him in 5 years.He flew back out to Iraq last week and i'm very worried about him as you can imagine.
So i've just watched the Tudors. I cried lots.Even though i knew it was coming. I can't help liking Anne Boleyn, she's my fav wife!(Of henry the 8th that is).
So how are you all? Having fun?
First i need to apologise for not posting for ages. New job started and took up alot of time. Also problems in relationship and money worries and lots of other factors have kept me from having much interesting to write. But i have been checking in every now and again to make sure you're all ok. But i am sorry.
And now i need to vent. Had a poo day at work everyone seemed to be in a shit mood and taking it out on each other, the system crashed twice and i seemed to get every difficult claim there was coming through. Tim and i are in limbo at the min, i feel like i need space but dont want to hurt him,and can't think of a way out of it. Worked all weekend at the pub too so rather tired. Thank goodness thats it and i have my weekends back now.
Why is it that whenever you're feeling down and easily manipulated some fit bloke comes along shows an interest and all of a sudden you feel like hes the best thing since sliced bread?Even when you know hes a player and an arse and he's only using you because he knows he has you hooked?Why is it that even though you know all of this in your head, you still hope that he'll fall for you because you know that in every other way (apart from him being an arse and a player) you are a good match.
The arse in question has nothing to do with the reason i'm feeling trapped by my relationship with tim though. I'm 21 and feel like im 40. I just want to be single for a while if that makes any sense?I've not been single since i was 15. Am i being selfish in wanting to feel like a individual and not a part of a pair for a while?
Anyway thats pretty much whats in my head at the min. Sorry im moaning i just needed somewhere to vent. Going to go cry now and then drink and smoke alot.Probably won't help but its worth a go.
Oh and a big hello to Moodie-Hello!!! and a thank you to Halonic-you've been a star.
I promise i'll be back soon and in a better state of mind.
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Sorry i haven't posted in a while its been a little mad here.We move house in 2 days and we've been short staffed at work so i've been covering shifts instead of packing. Also, i'm a major worrier (as some of you probably already know) and so haven't had a decent nights sleep in about 2 weeks, which is something i can't really cope with. Like i said, i'd be stressing if i had the energy but i don't!
A little annoyed too with the fact that because of staff shortages i'm having to give up my holiday on sunday, which is the day after my birthday. I was looking foward to the time to destress with Tim. I mean for gods sake im working every other bloody day, including next wednesday when i graduate and then rush to work! What makes it worse is that i know i'm going to get ill because i'm doing too much. The only plus side is that after these 2 weeks il have covered next months rent and should, if all things work out right, be able to quit my job at the pub.
Anyway monaing rant is over. I'm off to pack boxes!
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