Sunday, 6 November 2011

Tesco or Newsagents...you decide.

Hello my lovelies! It has been way too long yet again, I really should get back into this whole blog writing thing. Once again, this post is just an effort at pure procrastination...in that department things are going wonderfully.

So far today as an effort I have watched the only way is essex, legally blonde 2, used about 100 mins on my phone (which in light of my recent £122 phone bill is not so great), read Aristotle ethics, looked at childrens books, "for educational purposes online," oh and lets not forget baked 36 cupcakes...any takers....

Anyway,  back to Aristotle (this is the part where I try and sound like a massive keeno lol and give off that same, i'm half from brentwood aka essex impression).....oh sod it I give up with Aristotle, well I don't but I do for now....I do, however, have some wise words from a fabulous lady, "People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime."

I think this is one of the most fabulous quotes I have ever been told/seen written on the back of my fabulous canvas. And its true. You learn from everyone...therefore, people are your education. Some of them you meet and you just know, you know that you are going to be friends for life.....


And then there is those people that come into your life to teach you a lesson, which I will be doing in a few days...aaahhhhh!! Anyway girlies, I have come to a brilliant theory...although iIcan't take all the credit for this fabulous theory, one of my girlies brought it up....there is tesco girls and newsagent girls.

My initial reaction to this theory was....are you calling me a tesco value girl...but in fact it makes perfect sense. Do you ever get that lazy hungover day or just general lack of energy day where you think CBA to venture to tesco deal with the queuing, deal with the journey to get there, deal with the traffic....even though you will inevitably end up with better products? I don't know, maybe it is just me. But this is exactly the same for men with girls. There's those who want a relationship so desperately and depend on a man to the point that they become like a newsagent; easy to get to, always there, standard...oh and basically fucked without the man/your custom in the shops case. Brilliant it's all so simple.

Then there's your tesco girls....who don't rely on your custom...who have their own dreams, who are travelling/expanding all over the world but just take longer to get to. When my girly friends ask me why they are single, this is the answer, because they simply haven't found a boy who can handle them yet. Girlie fiction or the truth? I'd say the latter.....

Decide what you want to be girlies. Bring on the tesco towns.

Massive loves....


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