I played basketball tonight and had to take all six of my ear rings out. Which I hate doing because the far back ones always get infected. I played the game and went home. Five of my ear rings went in without trouble. But it was one of the far back ones that was being a real pain. Literally a real pain. The hole half closed up which is weird because I didn't think that could happen within one hour. I tried and tried to get the ear ring in. It got to the point where I had to basically remake the hole in my ear with the end of my ear ring. OUCH! Yes there was a bit of blood. It didn't hurt so much. It was more annoying! Next time I play basketball I am going to tape up my ear rings! I can't afford having my ear lobes infected! Ew!
Has this happened to anyone before? How can an ear ring hole half close up within an hour? Weird.
Miss Beckz
xxxoo
Wednesday, 30 July 2008
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
My failed "pick up" technique
This is a quick run down of my situation. There is this guy (I can hear some groans) and I am totally not interested in him. Yes he is good looking, yes he is really nice, he might be available, but no I am not interested. I work with him (I don't believe in relationships with people from work, although at my dating rate I should consider it) and only recently found out that he attends my University and is in one of my classes. Freak out!
It was a complete surprise to see him in my lecture room (small lecture room meaning he was in my face the whole time). He walked in surrounded by pretty girls and acted like the biggest class clown. I knew from then that yes he is a nice guy but no he isn't my type. He spoke to me really enthusiastically during class and we ended up walking to our cars together.
The Monday that had just passed I was at University standing in front of the photocopier copying my lecture notes. Next minute the guy I am talking about walks over and says hello. For the first time in my life I did not feel scared, nervous or intimidated by a good looking guy. I stood there thinking "you're not my type". He came over to ask me for a favour which was to help him with his assignment. I was like "sure" (don't know why I did so). He was working with one of those pretty girls and I felt like the nerdy girl that all the hot guys ask to help them with their homework. Well I didn't really live up to my so called nerdy girl character as I had no idea what the assignment was. I felt bad and told him "sorry I have no idea" and walked off.
The whole day my mind was rattling about his assignment. Why was I concentrating on an assignment that has nothing to do with me? Is this because it's part of my personality or because that maybe I have tiny feelings for this guy? I came home and grabbed an old text book from my book shelf that I thought might help him. I thought about writing dot points from the book rather than giving him the entire book. But I thought not. Too obvious. So I decided in the end to give him the entire text book to borrow.
Of course there is method to my madness. You see, with all my University text books I pencil in my name and contact details, yes my mobile phone number. I thought I was a genius. Give him my text to borrow and he will magically come across my mobile phone number. If he is interested he will (hopefully) pick up his phone and call me. That was the plan. I had it all worked out. I was excited inside that I have actually considered doing this as it is so out of character. I mean I am shy and plus I don't even like the guy. But it was fun.
The next day I went to work. I saw him in the corridors and decided to tell him I have a text book in my locker that will help him with his assignment. It felt so weird. He didn't give me any eye contact and the buzz wasn't like last week when we first met at University. The innocent flirting and chats. I don't know if it was the work environment or maybe it is because he really isn't interested outside of the classroom. Maybe he really does see me as the nerdy girl that is only good for copying her work in class (which he did attempt once).
I told him I had the text book and smiled hoping for bells to ring in my head. All i got was, "I've already done the assignment and handed it in after I saw you on Monday". Thats it! No eye contact, so charm in the voice and no thank you for caring! Nothing. I walked away dissatisfied and thought "crap he won't be able to magically discover my mobile phone number".
My rare pick up attempt failed and deflated faster than a balloon with a hole in it. It was there and then that I gave up on any attempt to woo him into my arms. This was obviously a sign saying "give up". I guess I better get back to my perceived nerdy girl character for my class with him tomorrow.
Miss Beckz
xxoo
It was a complete surprise to see him in my lecture room (small lecture room meaning he was in my face the whole time). He walked in surrounded by pretty girls and acted like the biggest class clown. I knew from then that yes he is a nice guy but no he isn't my type. He spoke to me really enthusiastically during class and we ended up walking to our cars together.
The Monday that had just passed I was at University standing in front of the photocopier copying my lecture notes. Next minute the guy I am talking about walks over and says hello. For the first time in my life I did not feel scared, nervous or intimidated by a good looking guy. I stood there thinking "you're not my type". He came over to ask me for a favour which was to help him with his assignment. I was like "sure" (don't know why I did so). He was working with one of those pretty girls and I felt like the nerdy girl that all the hot guys ask to help them with their homework. Well I didn't really live up to my so called nerdy girl character as I had no idea what the assignment was. I felt bad and told him "sorry I have no idea" and walked off.
The whole day my mind was rattling about his assignment. Why was I concentrating on an assignment that has nothing to do with me? Is this because it's part of my personality or because that maybe I have tiny feelings for this guy? I came home and grabbed an old text book from my book shelf that I thought might help him. I thought about writing dot points from the book rather than giving him the entire book. But I thought not. Too obvious. So I decided in the end to give him the entire text book to borrow.
Of course there is method to my madness. You see, with all my University text books I pencil in my name and contact details, yes my mobile phone number. I thought I was a genius. Give him my text to borrow and he will magically come across my mobile phone number. If he is interested he will (hopefully) pick up his phone and call me. That was the plan. I had it all worked out. I was excited inside that I have actually considered doing this as it is so out of character. I mean I am shy and plus I don't even like the guy. But it was fun.
The next day I went to work. I saw him in the corridors and decided to tell him I have a text book in my locker that will help him with his assignment. It felt so weird. He didn't give me any eye contact and the buzz wasn't like last week when we first met at University. The innocent flirting and chats. I don't know if it was the work environment or maybe it is because he really isn't interested outside of the classroom. Maybe he really does see me as the nerdy girl that is only good for copying her work in class (which he did attempt once).
I told him I had the text book and smiled hoping for bells to ring in my head. All i got was, "I've already done the assignment and handed it in after I saw you on Monday". Thats it! No eye contact, so charm in the voice and no thank you for caring! Nothing. I walked away dissatisfied and thought "crap he won't be able to magically discover my mobile phone number".
My rare pick up attempt failed and deflated faster than a balloon with a hole in it. It was there and then that I gave up on any attempt to woo him into my arms. This was obviously a sign saying "give up". I guess I better get back to my perceived nerdy girl character for my class with him tomorrow.
Miss Beckz
xxoo
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Guys and Nail polish. Is this a new trend?
I was at work today and noticed an increasing trend among the male population when I served them. I noticed that they were wearing nail polish. Not on one finger, but on all ten! Not only was it on every single finger, the colours consisted of purple and even red. I can understand a guy wearing black nail polish if they are punk, goth or emo. But a typical guy with brightly coloured finger nails? I don't understand. Is this a new trend hitting a shores? Please explain guys!
Miss Beckz
Friday, 25 July 2008
Where oh where is my Prince Charming?
Love and Life in the Big City. That is the name of my blog, however it seems the feeling of love is missing from my life (again). I have been so busy over the holidays that I haven't had time to actually sit in front of the computer and write my feelings down. I have been spending a lot of time with him myself and doing activities that he I enjoy. That is the best part of being single. Although it would be awesome to have someone to share life experiences with other than myself. I went to the MCG Tour a few weeks ago and thought "Gee, if I had a boyfriend he would have be totally excited to have come".
Recently there have been a lot of discussion about the so called "Man Drought" that is evident in our society. I must say I kind of disagree with the "Man Drought", because I know a lot of decent men out there. It's weird. I believe there is no man drought but I have no boyfriend. How does that work? Well it is very simple. I am, I suppose you could say, picky. I am not judgemental, I am simply picky. I don't want to date someone I don't see myself growing old with. I do have my standards and I carry around a checklist in my mind. I don't always follow my well worked out checklist, it is just guidance (although majority of my friends think not).
I keep my options open, but I am looking for someone that takes my breath away, that makes me wanting more. I haven't found that person yet. And there is nothing wrong with that. I do have my issues which prevent me from putting my heart on the line and embracing intimacy. But I know when the right man comes along all my insecurities, fears and self doubt will be thrown out the window. I hate the feeling of nervousness and self doubt when I am with a man. I want someone that will give me the confidence that I want and need.
It may seem like I am scared of men and the concept of dating, but I am not (well maybe a little bit). I do enjoy the activity of window shopping but because of who I am, I don't really consider purchasing any of the mannequins behind the display glass. It is just not me. I prefer to stay single at this age. And I prefer to look at guys as individuals to enjoy the football with on the weekend and to have a few beers with at the local pub. Of course, there is nothing wrong with that.
Despite loving the status of being single there is something inside of me that would want another half to enjoy life with, especially the small things in life. It seems today, wanting to share your life experiences is not the only reason to search for your one love. It also comes down to company and not wanting to die alone, to buying a house together and of course starting a family. When women get to the age of 35 + their biological clock starts ticking and they panic in their search for a partner. At this particular moment I am not stressing too much about settling down (although I am a lot younger than 35- a lot younger).
But I have a feeling my own Mother is starting to get a bit worried about her only daughter (even though I am a lot younger than 35). I know my mum looks out for any potential males and I love her for that, but what happened today made me think "everyone wants me to find someone, apart from me". I joined my mum for a trip to the local butcher shop to buy our weekly meat. We went in and got served by an older man who worked there. Then this young guy in his early 20s peeps his head around the corner, looks who it was and turns away. After a minute or so he comes out and says hello to my mum. My mum swiftly introduces me to the butcher guy behind the counter without taking a breathe in between sentences.
I looked at her in disbelief. She is trying to sell me to the butcher guy. I don't want to date a butcher guy (he seemed pretty cute though). She was looking at me with those "talk to him" eyes and replied back with my "what the hell are you doing?" eyes. To avoid looking like an idiot I turned to the guy and said hello then quickly looked to the ground. So this is what it feels like, the whole "set up" scene. It reminds me of Bridget Jones Diary and the Christmas scene. My mum can't possibly be turning out like Bridget Jones' mum! My lovely mother is totally not the type of person to even look for a man for her daughter. But maybe she is starting to feel a sense of panic inside. I mean she found my Dad at 19 and married at 25. Maybe just maybe she has a feeling I will never find someone and feels obliged to help her daughter in the quest for her Prince Charming- where ever he may be, definitely not at my local butcher shop....or is he? I think our household has run out of mince meat. I think I might have to make a trip to our local butcher shop. Hey you can't stop a girl from trying. Right?
Miss Beckz
xxoo
Friday, 11 July 2008
The Little Things In Life
Some how in the past few weeks I have noticed that I am making the most out of the little things in life. These little things include sleeping in, reading a book, catching up with friends, spending time with friend's families, attending birthday parties, and laughing until your stomach hurts.
I have been on holidays now for 2- 3 weeks and have been a tad bit disappointed that I haven't accomplished many activities during my time off. I have gone away for one weekend but there haven't been any other road trips with friends etc. All I have done is sleep, eat, read, surf the web, shop, and watch numerous movies. But as I look back at my holidays I realise that it all comes down to quality not quantity like it is with most things in life. What I have done in my holidays is make most of the little things in life and I believe that is what matters when it comes to enjoying your time off and life in general.
I have spent a lot of time with friends even if it involves hanging out in my bedroom reading magazines and watching YouTube (what made us laugh till our stomachs hurt was an episode of Family Guy- type in family guy and the bullfrog and you will get what I mean).
I have spent a lot of time catching up with my greatest love- AFL football. I try and watch every game on the weekend and spend a lot of time working on my Dream Team on the Internet. I never hide the fact that I love spending every Friday and Saturday night watching my beloved AFL football. Many other people my age spend their weekends hitting the town, whereas I prefer to stay at home (nice and warm mind you) watching the greatest game ever made (I went out last Saturday night and ended up with a cold- never substituting AFL for a night out ever again).
With today's high rate of living it is just nice to stay home and enjoy the simple things in life like baking cupcakes while singing to your iPod, rather than driving hours away from home having your car engine suck up litres of petrol at $1.70 a litre. I'd rather camp in my backyard!
Now I would like to know what are some of the simple things you enjoy in life?
Miss Beckz
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
Trying it out
Trying out this new Windows Live Writer ....
It is such an easier way to write my blogs instead of going into a separate web page and writing.
It is also great for emails and feeds!
I am such an IT nerd!
I spent all today making dessert for dinner tonight. It is a chocolate chip biscuit cake with honeycomb bits! Yummy!
I am into this baking and cooking stage at the moment, maybe because my mini cup cakes went down to well the other day. They must have been so good because the man himself requested I bake him apple and rhubarb crumble! That is definitely a challenge I am so not willing to take on!
I've been lazy with the blogs mainly because I have been sick and have been spending most of my days watching sex and the city and reading The Notebook. I haven't gone out in a while (since Saturday) and haven't been inspired to write.
At the moment I am busy rearranging my email system with this new thing called Windows Live Mail. It makes a sound when a new email comes through. How cool is that!
Miss Beckz xxoo
Friday, 4 July 2008
when guys mention the unnecessary....
I am going to get straight to the point here.
Why do guys mention something in conversation when it is clearly not necessary to mention it? In one entire sentence they need to articulate how great their life is turning out to be, when a simple hello or goodbye is only needed. There is no such thing as “hello” instead it has been replaced with “Hello. How are you? Like I care because I have a girlfriend now and everything is great. Anyways I have to go now as my girlfriend is next to me in our bed”.
What a way to rub salt into an open wound. Did I really need to know that you are at your girlfriend’s house and in her bed at 1 am in the morning? This clearly means you are NOT planning on going home, which is something I do not want to know. And also, I did not even ask you about her or your relationship. What a way of slipping it in.
But why do guys do this? Is it simply their way of saying “hey I like someone…i.e. not you”? Or are they trying to reassure you that they are perfectly capable of sustaining a relationship with another woman? Have they moved on and not looked backed?
Or in my case, they completely knew you had a “crush” on them and just wanted to remind you that they are with “her” and not you. It is really necessary to mention all of this? And do they even realize that it kinda hurts inside? Of course not, they just want to make sure that you got the message that they are doing great without you. In all honesty, I don’t give a damn how great your life is going ever since you walked out, found a girlfriend and decided not to talk to me for an X amount of time.
If I asked you how things were with this “lovely” girl, then I deserved what I got, but I did not utter a word. Why rub it in my face? My life is great at the moment and I would consider myself “fabulous and single”. I don’t need to be constantly reminded by a man that a relationship would make my life complete and happy.
Miss Beckz
xxoo
Why do guys mention something in conversation when it is clearly not necessary to mention it? In one entire sentence they need to articulate how great their life is turning out to be, when a simple hello or goodbye is only needed. There is no such thing as “hello” instead it has been replaced with “Hello. How are you? Like I care because I have a girlfriend now and everything is great. Anyways I have to go now as my girlfriend is next to me in our bed”.
What a way to rub salt into an open wound. Did I really need to know that you are at your girlfriend’s house and in her bed at 1 am in the morning? This clearly means you are NOT planning on going home, which is something I do not want to know. And also, I did not even ask you about her or your relationship. What a way of slipping it in.
But why do guys do this? Is it simply their way of saying “hey I like someone…i.e. not you”? Or are they trying to reassure you that they are perfectly capable of sustaining a relationship with another woman? Have they moved on and not looked backed?
Or in my case, they completely knew you had a “crush” on them and just wanted to remind you that they are with “her” and not you. It is really necessary to mention all of this? And do they even realize that it kinda hurts inside? Of course not, they just want to make sure that you got the message that they are doing great without you. In all honesty, I don’t give a damn how great your life is going ever since you walked out, found a girlfriend and decided not to talk to me for an X amount of time.
If I asked you how things were with this “lovely” girl, then I deserved what I got, but I did not utter a word. Why rub it in my face? My life is great at the moment and I would consider myself “fabulous and single”. I don’t need to be constantly reminded by a man that a relationship would make my life complete and happy.
Miss Beckz
xxoo
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
My adventure of pink cupcakes and love
This morning I woke up bright and early to begin my day of baking cupcakes for the cousins of the man that I am truly in love with. I could not believe that I was slaving in the kitchen baking for a man! The cupcakes turned out okay. Presentation was hideous but the taste was yummy! I placed them in a container and began my journey.
I walked into his parent’s house to find his mum cooking lunch and him and his cousins eating soup at the dinner table. I greeted the mum and the kids and sat down next to my wannabe lover with a cup of lemon and ginger tea. We spoke about everything and I found myself thinking “I could get used to this”. It felt comforting to sit next to him and actually have a sober conversation. He also asked me about my trip away which was surprising that he actually remembered I went away. The mother also asked me questions and loved the fact I came over with afternoon tea.
I felt comfortable, happy and confident in his home, compared to feeling self conscious and low self confidence. I really believed that I could get used to this picture. I could really see myself as part of his family and part of his life. I felt at home. It felt right. We laughed, we discussed, and we smiled at each other. I have never felt so sure in my life. What calmed my nerves down was the fact that it wasn’t real, it was just nice to pretend for a little while. Reality hit when our friend came over to join us in play time with the cousins. It was still the same but the feeling of being “one” disappeared, however it still remained in my heart.
I mentioned in the previous blog that the way to a man’s heart is through food and I hoped deep down that it would happen today with my man. I don’t think he fell in love with me but he did enjoy my cupcakes nearly eating all of them himself! I think he appreciated it deep inside (at least that is what I like to think). I left his place with a warm feeling inside that I brought smiles to the faces of his cousins and that I got to spend quality time with him and my friend. Which made me realize that the reason why I spend time with his family and bake cupcakes is not because I want his love, it’s because I want too and that is who I am. I am just that kind of person who will do anything for a friend and I suppose it is polite to bring food when you visit a friend’s house. I don’t believe the main reason I do what I do revolves around my desire for his love, I think it is just part of my personality! But of course gaining the love of my life is a definitely a bonus on top of baking mini strawberry cupcakes!
Love Miss Beckz
I walked into his parent’s house to find his mum cooking lunch and him and his cousins eating soup at the dinner table. I greeted the mum and the kids and sat down next to my wannabe lover with a cup of lemon and ginger tea. We spoke about everything and I found myself thinking “I could get used to this”. It felt comforting to sit next to him and actually have a sober conversation. He also asked me about my trip away which was surprising that he actually remembered I went away. The mother also asked me questions and loved the fact I came over with afternoon tea.
I felt comfortable, happy and confident in his home, compared to feeling self conscious and low self confidence. I really believed that I could get used to this picture. I could really see myself as part of his family and part of his life. I felt at home. It felt right. We laughed, we discussed, and we smiled at each other. I have never felt so sure in my life. What calmed my nerves down was the fact that it wasn’t real, it was just nice to pretend for a little while. Reality hit when our friend came over to join us in play time with the cousins. It was still the same but the feeling of being “one” disappeared, however it still remained in my heart.
I mentioned in the previous blog that the way to a man’s heart is through food and I hoped deep down that it would happen today with my man. I don’t think he fell in love with me but he did enjoy my cupcakes nearly eating all of them himself! I think he appreciated it deep inside (at least that is what I like to think). I left his place with a warm feeling inside that I brought smiles to the faces of his cousins and that I got to spend quality time with him and my friend. Which made me realize that the reason why I spend time with his family and bake cupcakes is not because I want his love, it’s because I want too and that is who I am. I am just that kind of person who will do anything for a friend and I suppose it is polite to bring food when you visit a friend’s house. I don’t believe the main reason I do what I do revolves around my desire for his love, I think it is just part of my personality! But of course gaining the love of my life is a definitely a bonus on top of baking mini strawberry cupcakes!
Love Miss Beckz
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