The Joys Of Being A Lesbian.

I stumbled upon a website that gives you a list of The Joys Of Being A Woman. It amused me for about five minutes and I especially like number 18. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems and number 21. We'll never discover we've been duped by a Wonderbra. Ha ha!

But, what are The Joys Of Being A Lesbian Woman?

• We completely understand what's going on when our girlfriends turn into Hitler once a month, because we do it too.
• We can undo bra's without having to plan a route of attack.
• We can look at two sets of breasts everyday, if we want to.
• We understand that kissing and cuddling can be done at any time and not just as a prelude to sex.
• We never have fights about the toilet seat being left up.
• We double our wardrobe.
• We know what a clitoris is.
• We know what a clitoris does.
• We don't have to suffer through farting, scratching, burping or smelling.
• We know exactly how to answer when asked "does my bum look big in this".

Leaving Home.

I have remembered what else I would like to do before I die. I would like to learn to play a guitar. I would just love to be able to get out a guitar when I'm with my friends, we usually end up singing random stuff anyway, when we're drunk. If I could play a guitar at least it wouldn't sound quite so bad. Haha!


My friend's mum kicked her out a few weeks ago. When I say my friend, I mean the one that passed away, and when I say kicked her out, I mean her mum put her ashes in a wall where a plaque was put up when she died. My friend's mum decided that my friend would have left home by the time she was twenty-one anyway, so it was time for her to go. It's nice to know where she is, and the place her ashes are is beautiful. It's a church that is on the outskirts of the city, so it's tranquil and peaceful. I haven't been to see her yet, it's hard for me to get there because I don't drive and I would really like to be alone. I will go soon, we are both twenty-one. How time fly's.

Kung Fu Bed Frame

My bed keeps attacking me in the middle of the night!

I keep waking up to pee in the early hours of the morning, and when I'm walking back to bed you can guarantee I'll whack my leg on the metal frame of my bed, which looks like this. The bits sticking out always manage to hit my thigh and give me a dead leg. At 3am that's the last thing you want, trust me!

Oh, and I got my Fingersmith DVD today! I watched the special features already but I'll wait until a rainy day to watch the actual programme. :)

Before I die.

I have a to do list as far as women are concerned. OK, it is more of a wish list perhaps. :) But what about a real list? A heartfelt list that shows a little of my hopes and dreams, a little of what I would like to have achieved in my lifetime. Doesn't everybody have a list of things they would like to do before they die? If they don't, hasn't the thought ever entered their head?

It has entered mine. In my lifetime I would like to achieve a few simple things.

Successful career
Go back and visit my favourite place as a child
Go to New York
Go to Paris
Go to Australia
Go to Venice
Get my drivers licence.
Get a tattoo

Simple, really. :) I'm sure as I get older there will be one or two things I would want to add.

Whizzing

I swear, if I have to whizz again within the next ten minutes I'm just going to sit here at wet myself.

Does anyone remember Lutricia McNeal? Anyone? No?

Her song 'Aint That Just The Way' reminds me of when I was around 11/12. I was watching MTV whilst sitting on my suitcase, waiting impatiently until my mum said we could make our way to the church where all my friends were waiting so we could go on our trip.

I used to get so excited. It's nice when songs can bring back good memories. :-)