The Canteen Party

I'm procrastinating til lunch arrives. I have a paid translation job and I should be doing it but yeah... I need food first before I start translating Electrabels bullshit. Last night was quite fun, shame that Elke and Jim were there because I would have loved to be alone with Steven. Those two were whinging that it was late and that they were was 4am you're not meant to be tired, you're meant to take off your shirt and dance on a table like snoksken... But ANYWAY!

Overmere is a very nice little city, we have one party for the Chiro and there are 3 fight parties in the space of 3 hours. First of all it was just a few guys punching each other in the face because of somebodies girlfriend, wasnt that interesting, the second one was great. Little manzo who was so off his face picked up a table and threw it at his mates. It went outside and half of the place followed just to watch the fun. Eventually the cops and ambos came and then they had to wait for back up because it was manzo. Wankers. I was expecting it to be like Aus were they just take out the batons and start beating. So yeah that took about an hour, Elke and I had gone back inside while Steve and Jim were being Ramp toeristen (disaster tourists). The the next one was with a few people on Kriek, Elke and I didnt bother so we just sat there watching Tim do the sugar lumps dance and his girlfriend disowning him.

I'm not sure about Karlien, I'm always nice to her and I know she doesnt know Elke but she knows me. When we came in she said hi to steven and jim and then I said hi and she sorta ignored me. And I asked her if she'd seen my man when they had gone outside and she just sort of said nah... and walked off. I told Steven and he was like yeah I dont think she likes you because of the piercings. Bleh, could be that I get along with tim so well. We always talk in Chopper reid terms and we were being idiots together so. Apparently she's incapable of that. But oh well. 4am was home time, Steven and I wanted to stay but of course Jim and Elke were tired and Elke still had to drive home.

Was a good night. Now I have a translation job which is looooooooooooong and I still have to finish off my chinese assignment and study for Australian studies...since I've done nothing and I still have 2 whole modules to read before the exam. *dies* oh least i get money.
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20 worst romance novel quotes

Public entry for once since married life is so much fun lol.

20> His body was hard -- not hard like Milosevic, the Serbian strongman, but hard like the marble on your shower floor, when you fall and bang your knee.

19> Her shoulders heaved like the tiny sobs of Snuggles the cat being run through with a roasting spit.

18> Her embrace made his manhood swell like week-old roadkill on hot asphalt in the Georgia sun.

17> Her petticoats dropped to the ground, rustling like a cockroach in a sugar bowl.

16> As she kissed her way down his manly chest, he felt his Amalgamated Crane Company stock increasing in value.

15> Beatrice was on him like a piranha on a corn dog.

14> ...then he kissed her, like a butterfly kisses the windshield of a Porsche on the Autobahn.

13> Her breasts heaved like a stormy ocean, and her pointed nipples were like hypodermics washed up on the shore.

12> With his broad shoulders and slim waist, he was a yield sign -- yet she could NOT!

11> He tore open her blouse like a Publisher's Clearing House letter in which he, and some guy named Steven Bouber from Stockton, California, were potential finalists for the ten million dollar prize.

10> His manhood stood at full attention, stiff and stony like the vice president.

9> Sleekly malevolent, driven by a violent hunger, Donovan glided through the chum-filled waters of the singles bar,
oblivious to the remora of Annabelle's adoring gaze.

8> Like the wind, she ran, her breasts lurching like a motor boat over a wake, and then, as fluid as a fine imported transmission, she whipped out her man-organ and pissed away his dreams.

7> Her sun-glazed back formed a golden arch as he moved his face toward her happy meal.

6> With each breath, her chest heaved like a bulimic after Thanksgiving dinner.

5> He Beatty-ed her shamelessly, making her squeal like Ned and hallucinate like Warren.

4> He awoke my slumbering womanhood with his double tall loin latte. "Starbuck!" I cried.

3> His chest was her pillow, and oh, did she drool.

2> Claire felt swept away by this dark stranger, a helpless dust bunny in the roaring cacophony of his gas-powered leaf

Number 1 Bad Romance Novel Metaphor or Simile...

1> His finger, weathered and rough from years on the ranch, danced in and out of his nose like a slimy ballerina.

Work, Uni, Pets and the usual stuff

It's been fairly busy, work has just finished last night and next saturday is the thanks party! I looted 3 wreaths and 2 bottles of wine last night and was in the beer tent til 3.30am YAYYY. I managed to sleep until 2 this afternoon without jim whinging.

Pet wise...Fuzzles isn't doing well. She hasn't grown, doesn't want to eat, can't poop on her own and is generally not herself. I need to upgrade the lamp for Bevan and shes already moving under the shade constantly. She either sits on the stone all day or hides under the tree. Bevan runs around like a crazy lizard. I called stefaan on Friday and I have to bring her to the vet on Monday. So, tomorrow. If she cant pass anything on her own she will die painfully. I'm pushing out the protein bits and then its just backed up diarhea after that. I think it's best that she doesn't suffer and that I think on her quality on life instead of keeping her for myself. Stefaan is going to have a look and see if there is anything else but I think it will be the end.  Bevan needs to grow as well and he cant do that in such a small terrarium. I'm going to look at one that Luc is selling. It's huge and cool so I think bevan will like that. I've spoken to a few people, one crazy bastard and one friendly guy for another female about bevans age and size. Jimmay, the next part WILL annoy you and make you want to hit him.

The first guy, Jan, who is from Meerhout which is on the border between Antwerp state and Limburg. He answered my ad for a dragon and said he had assorted colours and sizes. He sent me a few photos of a half red female and then a few other males. They were pretty and looked nice but of course the details of how many toes there are and if the tail is in tact etc. I tried to arrange a car to go there but because of the roadworks and traffic no one wanted to and if i bought the dragon I dont think 2 busses and 2 trains would be good for her. I told him that and he said 'yes well I'll do one thing for you, I'll take it to Mol station but then I expect that you buy the male as well. I cant have a nother male, they will kill each other. I told him that I cant have another male and I have no room for 2 terrariums. He said straight away 'then sell the other male (Bevan).' I didn't answer, because I would have said something very nasty. I was talking to Tine and we were laughing at him and then I get another email 'Do you have room for 3 females?' I said ' No I have no room for 3 females'. I got an email back almost instantly of  'ok then just the one'. This guy is trying to palm off all his dragons on me thinking I'm an idiot. Basically its a dragon mill.
I called a couple of other people but they either had males or were selling a couple. I called one guy in Braschaat and he was quite friendly and has females which are bevans size. He's going to send me photos either tonight or tomorrow. That guy is a snake breeder so.
I did my chinese exam but I still havent even gotten my second assignment back from her. Slack ass. I'm studying  Australian Studies 1A and Chinese 2B this study period. Australian studies is BORING.


It's been a long week of partying, whinging, and modelling mess.

The photoshoot with Fred got and is still getting a whole heap of comments, he has been getting requests from models and i've been flooded with offers from good photographers and not so good photographers. The not so good photographers I have scared of with my 'donation' policy.

'Dear <insert photographer>

I work on TFCD however I do ask a donation of 50 euro to cover all my costs and invest in fetish and gothic clothing since it is very expensive.

The majority of them dont want to pay anyone or for anything, but the photographers who I like to work with like Johan and Ivo, they are generous. The ones I dont want to work with won't leave me alone. Like 'Gunther A.M. Vispoel' and 'Hobby fotograaf Sven Verboven' I have at least one photoshoot a week now and next week I'll start working in Festivaria. W00t Moneyyy!

Jim has taken his whinging to the next level as to where I can't do anything without hearing about it.  He wants to sell the computer he gave me because I'm not on it everyday playing COD....thats because COD decides to freeze up everytime I play it. The fact I sleep too long, the fact I'm on the computer alot, especially on MSN and netlog and facebook, the modelling thing, at the moment he has a comment for everything and I would like it to STOPPPP.

I've been to the Lokerse Feesten a lot, 3 kinda a lot considering how much I actually go out. I've been to the FonneFeesten twice and Poliphonics twice, last night was the last time I'll go, It was the tranny show with Boopsie and the other 2 guys wesley knows and Miss Travestiet 2009 Vanessa. Jim was amazed at how well he pulled it off. If you looked at him you would swear it was a woman, then he spoke and you knew it was a man. I immediately said, it's a trap! He said to me afterwards, that Vanessa is sexy, shame shes a guy. I pissed myself laughing because he was perving on a guy.

That's about it I think...the brave little toaster is on TV, I used to love the movie!!!!!!!!!!

No more friends only BS

Sunday night, I broke all contact with Cayden. Apparently he couldnt go any further than good friends because I'm a trailer trash piercer. He didnt want me to dump him completely however I have blocked him on everything I can think of. Even on my phone. The lying cunt weasel couldn't even be honest with himself. He lied to Sarah for ages and broke up with her because he felt more of an 'adult' because he spent a week in Sweden.But it was at the point where I barely believed anything he told me. He's not worth it and I'm ashamed of myself for ever believing anything he ever said. I threw the keyring he gave me in the Schelde, it actually felt good. The only physical thing I had of his is gone, out of sight out of mind.

The photoshoot with Fred went GREAT! It was covered topless mostly and in a public place which was more shocking to the public then me. I saw them on his smugsmug and they look awesome! 2 hours of make up and hair paid off! They were both very nice, Fred respected the fact that topless in public is a bit harder especially when there are kids and LOTS of tourists around with their own cameras (also a problem for him ). Corry is a perfectionist and was really picky with the makeup but the result speaks for itself.

Today I cleaned, played yoville, went to the chemist and went to Marcs place to fix up his ebay. Tomorrow I think were going to the Media Markt. I'll have to make sure jim doesnt get back onto WoW. He downloaded the trial and played it for like 30 mins. In that 30 mins I threatened to leave him, beat him with a cushion, threw a ball at his head and hit on Steven to get him off the computer. It worked but he didnt like WoW as much as he thought the rest of the world does. He doesnt understand addiction to one single game since hes just generally addicted to the computer.

The modelling thing is starting to get to him. Like going to lots of places and then taking photos in provocative positions and shit. I'm not sure if its jealousy or that he doesnt want me to be seen. Although what's weird is he sent me a link from Pabo magazine that theyre searching for new models. I put in an entry but I doubt I'll even get through. If I did the mulah would be pretty good. Johan reckons its who will go the furtherest for the least money...I'm foreign here so I automatically ask less in comparison the aussie dollar. Thats the stereotypical view I have of myself. Anyway, he said to me last night that I'm changing in character and appearence. Character yes because I'm calm most days and then really bipolar another day. But thats because I have a bit of confidence back. After being really depressed in Australia for 3 months I felt like crap coming back here and then having to deal with Veronique. Then the Cayden thing started and somewhere along the line I just felt like I wasnt worth too much anymore. Sure I jump around and say 'Ohhhh miso hawwttt' but most of the times I'm just bullshitting around. Now I can look at my photos and go 'hey even the unphotoshopped ones look pretty good'. So that gave me a bit of a boost. Appearence is all makeup with photography so they cant be taken that seriously. My zits have been kept to a very bare minimum thanks to proactiv (worships). And I lost a kilo doing nothing. The only part I would like to lose weight on is my arms but yeah what can you do with that. Bleh.

I have a bit of new addiction, on the yoville profile site you can make balloons and I found a guide on how to make alll different balloons. I'm trying to fill up my collection to make it all colourful...and splattered Krystles profile (sorry ^-^).... I just pressed the detect button on LJ and it says I'm in Zele...thats like 15kms from here! Or maybe the server is there, I do not know.