tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44029121605076659492024-02-07T13:06:39.382+08:00Sweet DreamsA place to share my thoughts, obssesions and all things girly...sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-36875877924018646382013-09-12T22:47:00.001+08:002013-09-12T22:47:24.618+08:00I'm on youtubeHello Girls,<br />
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Well, I finally did it, I uploaded my first video- it's my jewellery video, but it's still a start, currently it's uploading to youtube- who knew it could take so long lol.<br />
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Anyway, it should be at this link<br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCUBM4LEIFg&feature=youtu.be">http://www.youtube.com</a><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCUBM4LEIFg&feature=youtu.be">/watch?v=CCUBM4LEIFg&feature=youtu.be</a><br />
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Please subscribe and tell me what next video you'd like to see :)<br />
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I'd love the feedback<br />
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Love u guys *hugs you allsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-53771088114499000872013-09-09T13:28:00.004+08:002013-09-09T13:28:44.287+08:00I'm to being on youtube- posting a tutorial soonHey Girls,<br />
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I've finally decided to join YouTube- my first tutorial should be how I do black and silver smoky eyes as a request by one of my friends. :)<br />
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I'm going to go out there and give it my best shot.<br />
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I will post the video and my channel once I have it running. :)<br />
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I hope you guys are all having a super awesome day. x<br />
<br />sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-8014490803902926242013-09-05T12:00:00.002+08:002013-09-05T12:00:34.042+08:00HappinessHey Guys,<br />
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I guess this is become more of a diary entry than a blog, but nevertheless, I still like to blog now and again. :)<br />
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I also wanted to share how much of a happy day I've had today, and how thankful I am for everything I have in my life- people I mean, not just materialist things.<br />
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Speaking of which though, I did want to share my new jacket I got from Dotti. :)<br />
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I will post a pic when wearing it as soon as I can, but here is what it looks like<br />
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I know it's not the best picture, but for the moment it's all I got.<br />
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Anyway, this post isn't just about me, it's just basically one to express how thankful I am for the people in my life.<br />
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My Great Uncle passed away last weekend, and after attending the service on Monday, it really put things in perspective.<br />
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Have a great day everyone. xoxosweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-58726013689881387862013-08-20T16:48:00.003+08:002013-08-20T16:48:53.072+08:00Hello...anyone still out there?Hi Girls,<br />
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I know it's been a really long time, but life has a way of just changing things, and I didn't want to blog so much, because I was worried about what people might think.<br />
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I don't like all the hate that is going on in this world, and I'd rather be apart of the blogging community to meet other girls, than wonder whether or not I should.<br />
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I don't have a very good camera, but I still want to blog when I need time to escape.<br />
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For any of you out there, does it bother you when people don't like your blog? Are you worried that people will miss-use your pictures?<br />
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Let me know in the comments. If you're still following, and want more makeup/fashion posts let me know.<br />
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-Love Csweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-18174639876890476462012-07-04T09:27:00.000+08:002012-07-04T09:31:51.526+08:00New StoryHey Girls,<br />
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I have another story I have written for you, it's called Shimmer.<br />
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It's a little bit darker than my usual works, but tell me what you think, I'm looking for readership if anyone's interested. :)<br />
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Let me know what you think, it's a long chapter. Lol <br />
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COARSE LANGUAGE/SEXUAL REFERENCES/DRUG/ALCOHOL USE.<br />
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I try not to swear too much generally, but some of it is needed.<br />
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Sorry in advance girls. :) <br />
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Here we go!<br />
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She had been dangling from the edge for quite some time. No self help book or course would help her now, and she had known that for so long. So when she had sat in the bar which it’s overpowering smoke and vacant stares, she had decided to drown the last of her vodka shot.<br />
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It was stupid really, one too many anti-depressant pills with vodka, how stupid could Claire get? No one knew what she was planning on doing, a snide smile had planted on her lips when she had thought about how angry her ex-boyfriend, Chase had been the last time he caught her doing something just as stupid.<br />
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~*~*~*~*<br />
It had been a long night and the warm summer night seemed perfect to Claire. So, a swim was in order for her. It didn’t matter it was pitch black outside, it didn’t matter the mint green bridge with its crossed off sign and its clearly dangerous railing stuck out to her like a flashing light.<br />
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She had to climb it and jump off into the cool, icy water alone. Just for a thrill. The thought of the cold water sparking her in a way fire set paper alight set off fireworks in her brain. So even though she was attending a party at the time- one that Chase has specifically asked her to attend just for fun- she was still going to jump the bridge.<br />
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Everything was perfect, she had eaten enough cake provided to celebrate his further studying in September, but it was only January and the cool crisp air was calling to her. Claire had more than few drinks at this point and one two many coronas with her medication spelled trouble clearly.<br />
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But, she didn’t care she liked being dangerous and living on the edge, she didn’t care about wrecking her ‘barely there makeup look’, she just didn’t. She stupidly left her things behind. Her black handbag and matching cardigan was left at the foot of a barstool and Chase had happened to find it.<br />
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Light summer rain danced on all parts of Claire’s exposed skin from her backless dress as she skirted the ‘DO NOT CROSS’ sign and started climbing up and over the rails of the bridge. The water had crashed below, brilliant white and blue and she smelt the crisp air like it was cigarette smoke. She was now over the bridge but hanging by the railing and as he hands began to get slippery, she was getting ready to jump into the frigid water. <br />
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She couldn’t wait to feel its ice against her pale skin. But, of course Chase who was concerned after she had disappeared without a trace -leaving her handbag and cardigan behind which she would never normally do. She almost always carried her bag and belonging with her and kept them close to heart because of her materialist obsession. <br />
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So, when Chase had found them, he had somehow knew where she had gone, he didn’t want to believe it, but he knew somehow. Claire had warned him months ago that sometimes she was reckless and stupid for no reason and that was one of the reasons they broke up. But, clearly because of that reason, Claire just used it as more of an excuse to attention seek. In the past he had caught her playing with knives in the kitchen, not juggling them but rather eyeing them suspiciously just to get a rise out of him.<br />
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Chase grew tired of having to watch his girlfriend eyeing suspicious house-hold items just as rat-poision, dishing washing liquid and matches, so he had calmly told her it was over. She didn’t even cry, in fact she laughed hysterically. She knew she could do whatever she wanted to do now. She could string him along as much as she wanted. But the thing was as angry as he got, he was didn’t bullshit her.<br />
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This time when he caught her he was going to give her a piece of his mind. It was pitch black, but there was no mistaking the dark haired girl swinging from the bridge that while may not be high was clearly blocked off for a reason. <br />
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~*~*~*<br />
The water below was black as night and Claire imagined as cold as ice. She had almost, almost jumped but there was a terrible tapping of someone’s black dress shoes coming up behind her. Chase was running right towards the bridge his heart in his throat. He didn’t know if he was more angry or upset with what this girl was doing to her. He still loved her despite her erratic personality. Of course he did, he was more than certain of that.<br />
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But when he found her yet again tempting fate his resolve on staying calm had completely disappeared.<br />
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“What the fuck are you doing?” He spat angrily when he reached the bridge and looked down at the girl who he knew well with a big smile on her face. She loved doing this to him and there was nothing he could do about it. She held all the cards, she always did.<br />
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“Get the fuck back over here. Now.” He growled his eyes slicing into Claire’s bright chocolate ones. <br />
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“No.” She said softly her smile not matching her voice in anyway. She wasn’t happy she was sad underneath that smile. <br />
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“Are you fucking crazy?!” Chase’s voice was lower than she had ever heard it. Scowling her spoke directly to her and tried not to make a bigger scene than what she had already began.<br />
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“Get back over here now.”<br />
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“Can’t.” She responded looking up at him expectedly. He knew what was coming. He held her back over and she would run off again into the night and he would wind up having to call one of her friends to take her home. But tonight Chase wasn’t having it. Instead he turned his back on her and smiled just devilishly. <br />
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“You know what?” He said menacingly his voice dripping venom. “You can stay there.” He jabbed his finger at the water, a look a thousand times over disgust on his face. “You wanna jump, then fucking jump then.”<br />
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He waited even though he was horrified she was actually going to do it. But, instead of all the other times a look of despair was on her face and the expectant look was still there.<br />
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“Help me.” She said softly. Chase nodded forgetting his anger and offered his hands to Claire who was now quivering and barely being able to keep holding on.<br />
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“Here.” He said softly and with that he gripped Claire’s hand tight and pulled her back and over the railing. Once she was over Claire fell into Chase’s arms and sobbed brokenly.<br />
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“Please, help me.” She quivered her voice shaking as a warm breeze rippled around them both. Chase nodded and spoke softly.<br />
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“Shhh.” He soothed running his hands through Clare’s dark hair. “Everything is going to be okay. Don’t cry, we’re going to get you some help alright?”<br />
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~*~*~*~*<br />
And he had kept to his word; she was booked into see a psychologist and psychiatrist who diagnosed her with obsessive compulsive disorder, suicidal tendencies, anxiety and attention seeking. She had been told to stay on her medication and to stay away from bridges, attention seeking and alcohol. But oh there was no way she listened. So the next thing she knew she was told to stay with Chase. He was the only one who talked sense into her.<br />
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But this time she had gone too far. She had downed six pills with the vodka. She had taken her arranged dose as planned but then decided that while Chase was away she would find something to do. She had found herself talking to strangers inside a seedy bar miles away from Chase’s apartment. At first she had approached with caution, watching her supposed triggers that set her off.<br />
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Alcohol was one. She had decided to stay away from that, but when she sat at the bar stool she felt at home. The barman had politely asked her what she would like and she decided she wanted to feel warmth of port and the burn of Vodka. He had set up one of each in a shot-glass as she politely asked.<br />
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She eyed them suspiciously really considering her options and then without thinking another moment downed the port and then the Vodka with a handful of pills. They had looked like beer-buts or peanuts from the red bowls that were set on each table but there was someone watching her who knew better.<br />
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Six foot three, dark almost wavy hair, deep blue eyes, he was watching her from the bar unbeknown to Claire who was being a right fool at this moment. He was dressed in a deep navy blue t-shirt and dark jeans, and he had been watching her for the last half an hour.<br />
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His first thought was ‘why such a pretty girl was all alone’? His second though was ‘what is she doing drinking by herself’? And his third was ‘what did she just take’?<br />
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He didn’t know these answers and they were killing him. He was never shy enough to say how he really felt and this was one of the times his curiosity got the better of him.<br />
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Claire sat frozen staring into space as she felt the alcohol churn in her stomach creating a hot wave of nausea to offset. The stranger walked briskly to the young girl or woman just as a look of pain crossed her face. Now concerned, he sat on the stool next to her and tried to act casual despite the nervousness eating him away.<br />
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He considered her for a moment, perhaps she was sixteen years of age maybe even eighteen, whatever the age she was she was looking seriously messed up. <br />
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“Hey,” He said softly. “Are you alright?” <br />
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The girl didn’t answer instead she flashed a bright smile at the stranger despite the fiery bile forming in her throat. <br />
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“Fine.” She responded softly. They sat in silence and the stranger watched Claire who was beginning to shake really hard. Her breathing began to catch in her throat and her palms sweat like nothing else.<br />
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He wanted to repeat himself, but he didn’t. Instead he searched her brown eyes and spoke directly to her in a low, deep voice.<br />
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“I saw you take something.” He whispered icily. “You should know better than that.”<br />
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“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” She said shaking harder. “I…I…fine….”<br />
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The stranger shook his head his dark eyes glowing from the dim lighting in the dank bar.<br />
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“Don’t lie.” He said his tone still cold. “I saw you.”<br />
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“…I’m…I’m…” She shook her teeth chattering as hot sticky sweat seeped down her back. Her eyes began to flutter open and then closed despite how hard she tried to keep them open. Alarmed the stranger placed both his hands on the sides of her face and spoke to her again.<br />
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“Tell me what you took.” He repeated with more urgency. “Tell me, or you’re going to die here, now.”<br />
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“Anti…anti…”<br />
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“Anti depressants? Jesus Christ.” He swore his voice low. “You are so stupid.”<br />
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She felt all feeling leave her as she began to crash completely into oblivion. She thought he was going to walk away and leave her in peace, but he didn’t. Instead he stood up, picked her up into his arms and ran away with her. She had never felt anyone move as a fast as he did. She didn’t even have his name but he was literally running her to the hospital.<br />
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Claire swore buildings rushed past her in literal seconds and that she was flying and sailing through the air. But she couldn’t be sure as she was beginning to tune out completely. <br />
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“We’re almost there.” The stranger spoke softly as he seemed to stop in his tracks to check on her. “You need to stay awake and take slow and steady breaths for me.”<br />
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His eyes searched Claire’s but they were already beginning to close completely.<br />
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“No.” He said annoyed. “No. Stay awake.”<br />
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But she couldn’t hear him through the haziness in her mind; no one could if they had done what she had.<br />
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*~*~~*~*<br />
Only a shot time later, he reached the doors with a spasming Claire in his arms. She was fitting right in front of him and there was not a thing he could do. The alcohol and medication began to finally come up like a spraying fountain and the stranger couldn’t look away as the delirious girl’s hair was held back while she vomited into a bucket. <br />
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Doctors from all over swarmed in checking her vitals, her heat, her breathing, her eyes but she was continuing to spasm regardless. The stranger took a seat running one his large hands through his dark mop distressed.<br />
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Hadn’t he planned to have one quick drink and then head home? So why in God’s name was in a hospital? <br />
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He didn’t know why his plans had turned out this way, but he knew he couldn’t just leave the girl there to die. She would have if he hadn’t carried her to the hospital. The stranger rang his hand together trying to figure of what he would say to her once she was stable. Would she even make it through the night?<br />
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He had to seriously stop with the negativity and get it together; she was going to be fine, somehow. <br />
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*~*~*~*~*~*<br />
Claire lay down in the hospital bed fully covered by a thick white blanket, though she was stabilized, she was completely out to her surroundings. She felt presences around her, but she wasn’t alert enough to acknowledge them. But there was something she was holding onto her- the feeling of warm arms embracing her tight as she floated through the air. <br />
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She couldn’t mistake the feel from anything else no matter what she did. <br />
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She tried to fight through the cobwebs in her head but she couldn’t, no matter what she did she couldn’t. <br />
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*~*~*~*<br />
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End of almost a full chapter, did you like it? xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-54155401156472841392012-06-20T15:01:00.003+08:002012-06-20T15:01:59.948+08:00It's times like this...Hey girls long time no see, literally.<br />
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I am hoping I don’t waffle too much in this post but I probably will. :D<br />
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I’m sitting at work and I can think about is my weight and how bad my skin is. You know how it is for us girls we bitch and criticize ourselves and then are back to photo whoring all over again. We are funny creature yet we all understand each other.<br />
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In that being said, today’s lesson is to keep on going. No matter what life throws at me, I have to keep drinking my water like crazy but it makes me feel good about my weight even when I know its crap. No matter what anyone says I have to continue to dress up and do my nails because that is who I am. Unless, I feel the need to please someone else, which I shouldn’t need to do a twenty years old.<br />
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I have a loving boyfriend and family who love me just the way I am. <br />
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I shouldn’t change unless I want to. Which I do, I want to lose ten kilos and before everyone says- ‘whoa girl that’s a bit much’. I am not doing it for anyone else; I am doing it for myself. I don’t like my body right now and I continue cramming oreos in my mouth like a mad woman on Friday nights, it’s not going to change.<br />
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Likewise, I ignore my blog I won’t get many comments, which I realised might just be fine at the moment. Yes, I have moved house and I deal with my constant hang ups about my weight, life, depression and just stuff in general. But it doesn’t mean I should give up no matter how hard it gets.<br />
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In saying that also I know I have to start making myself look and feel like a princess again. Too bad if it’s cold here in oz, it doesn’t matter I have a crapload of scarves and nail polishes. So this is the next step- to find time for me.<br />
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To actually write a blog post thoroughly, to take photos if I so wish, to actually finish my stories one by one and post them on fanfiction.net (sweetchiclovessmallville on fanfiction.net).<br />
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Not to mention and I have already lost weight once maybe not as much but look at Steph from www.Ifcurvescouldtalk.blogspot.com? She did it, didn’t she?<br />
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Yes of course she did! She’s still going and you can follow her journey too. <br />
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But that doesn’t mean I’m posting weight loss picture etc, this just means I want to be a happier me.<br />
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So sound off below, I really would like to know what your thoughts are about anything you so wish.<br />
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<br />sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-13130798690093267412012-05-02T14:03:00.000+08:002012-05-02T14:03:36.842+08:00I Whip My Hair Back and ForthNot really, lol.<br />
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I know I have been away for aaaages but I do need to blog more. I'm actually moving house but I wanted to show you my new hair.<br />
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This was done last year in November so it's not as fresh...<br />
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Photos the day it was done...<br />
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Taadaaa. Lol :)<br />
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And here is a bunch of photos from a few weeks ago. So it's not really current but I haven't been blogging for so long so I thought I'd show you guys. lol. :)<br />
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I wear hair wavy everyday at this point, nice and au-naturalle- lol- but I do straighten it at the moment very occasionally. :)<br />
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So opinions, good, bad? xx Have a great rest of the week. xx<br />
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<br />sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-4945360459879407752012-04-17T22:14:00.001+08:002012-04-17T22:14:38.849+08:00Long time no blog? Sorry xHey girls,<br />
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If anyone's still following- I took a break from blogging due to depression, weight gain, moving house and in general not knowing what to say.<br />
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I'm sorry! But if you are still reading there are some makeup pics after the jump.<br />
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Btw I think I will use my iPod from now on to take photos so I can post on the go! <br />
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Xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-83665287819340152152012-01-25T04:28:00.001+08:002012-01-25T04:28:18.879+08:00It&apos;s my birthday today!!!!!!I turn 20 today and it's 4:26am and I cannot sleep! Argh!<br />
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I turn up at work late, I am bombarded with two somewhat grumpy customers. I did not get to put my mascara on or finish my makeup. I didn't get to brush my hair so it's wavy with a knot in the back, and on top of that there is lightening and thunder outside and the power keeps on flickering.
God help me! So...how is your day going...xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-28417103709206400322012-01-19T13:51:00.001+08:002012-01-19T13:51:19.227+08:00Sorry...I haven't forgotten my blog, and I have lots more to post. Thanks to all my followers for following me- I consider you all friends now, lol. xxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-64968022027343843872011-11-16T09:14:00.006+08:002011-11-16T09:49:54.751+08:00Seeking Advice- Getting subtle bronze streaks!Hey girls,
I have been wanting to get brown highlights for some time and when I asked my hairdresser what she thought, she suggested bronze-y highlights that were really subtle.
I am going higlights similar to Rachel's. All photos are from google images:
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And this is my hair currently- light at the bottom from the sun and dark at the top as always my natural colour.
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This photo is semi old from a few months ago and my hair is lot longer now. :)
Okay, any thoughts?
Oh, and I'd love to hear about your hair experiences. So far I have had blonde streaks and short hair and wait the whole year for it to grow out. My streaks went copper afterwards and I have only put a washout dye in Live dark brown through it. :) xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-71661235206892339432011-11-15T21:06:00.001+08:002011-11-15T22:34:45.131+08:00Think Baby Pink!Hey Girls,<br />
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It's Tuesday and I cannot believe it's going to be Wednesday tomorrow already, lol. Monday starts and everybody wants to crawl back in bed, but once Tuesday comes round it's almost Wednesday. Wednesday is what my courier at work called 'over the hump day' meaning the worst of the week is over. I agree :D<br />
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Thursday used to be about True Blood, but who can forget late night shopping, lol. You going this Thursday? And, who doesn't love Fridays, I mean come on!<br />
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Okay, with that all being said, today's outfit was pink yet again- no this is not a challenge, I just feel good in pink so I thought why not wear it as much as I can. After the dusty and baby pinks (which are my favourite and people complement me when I wear them) it's hot pink that are left, and this amazing magenta ring should go awesomely with all my hot pink stuff.<br />
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Anyway, for now it's all about the baby pink.<br />
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Okay, so I brought this shirt from Target, the Skirt is from Target and the Blazer is a part of a suit skirt that goes with it that a friend gave to me in 2009.<br />
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I decided to wear my new jewellery I got. I love baby pink as you know but this is baby pink and purple! I love it so the ring and the necklace and the bracelet went altogether. I brought it from Diva last Thursday and I am going to be posting that haul on blogger soon- stay tuned for that. (For those of you wondering about the manly palette, I have not have the inspiration to play with looks yet nor the time, so I WILL do that soon :)<br />
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Okay, here are the pics- be warned these are taken at the end of the day, makeup not fresh, sorry. :D<br />
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(Oh yeah, my white bedspread is so big and bulky it fell off so you can see my 'hippy' as my brother calls it, colourful bedspread behind me, lol.<br />
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Today as I said, I wore my new jewellery. The big pink sparkly ring was brought a while back for about $51! I couldn't believe it- I originally walked away then ran back seconds later because I really wanted it- lol.<br />
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Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this post and give me your thoughts. xxxx <br />
<br />sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-47699769589813735162011-11-14T20:44:00.001+08:002011-11-15T20:27:42.866+08:00Pretty in PinkHey Girls,
EDIT: This is a late post it's actually Tuesday, lol. :)
Happy belated Monday. Normally Monday's are quite crappy for me...but today wasn't that bad. I think it might have something to do with the fact I was wearing my new pink shirt and all my favourite dusty pink accessories to go with it.
You all know I love pink right- hence the blog template lol.
Okay, so I tried to get full outfit photos but they come out blury in my armoire- sorry!
Simple black blazer, black pleated skirt and dusty pink blouse :)
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Here are a couple of make-up photos before we get to accessories! My natural wavy hair but I straightened my fringe since it was not cooperating this morning lol.
I have been using Rimmel's lipstick in 'Candy' I really need to do a review on their lipsticks even my boyfriend likes the slight vanilla taste. :)
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Now onto the accessories!
I have so many but the big pink flower ring is my favourite at the moment! It was funny because a girl selling jewellery on Thursday asked me where I got it because I wearing it that night. I got it from the chemist lol. I saw it and I had to have it. It's one of those things where you couldn't care less what anyone else thinks because it makes you happy :).
Here is my clothes and accessories and some close ups for you all. :) Because details matter ;)(By the way, all photos were taken at the end of the day so make-up and hair are not fresh- sorry was about to hop in the shower and wanted to take some quick pics.
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Details matter again...butterfly badges on blazer, close up of my earrings and my new bag :)
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And lastly some more snap happy photos :)
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Give me some love- do you like this outfit? xxx Have a nice night xxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-43610087178723138452011-11-12T20:26:00.001+08:002011-11-12T21:50:03.138+08:00Updated Jewellery CollectionHey Girls,
I have been wanting to do this post for a while considering my last photos were too blury and I have brought (too much) more since then lol. :)
I love this armoire, as I have said before it's the best thing ever. I got it from overstock.com and it was $116 plus $116 shipping since it was from the US, but every penny was so worth it?
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My room is a mess lol...but I love my bedspread with my Paris Eifel Tower cushion it looks good with the laptop lol!
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How do you like to store your jewellery? :) xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-63894617928269500372011-11-12T19:51:00.000+08:002011-11-12T20:26:05.617+08:00Late OOTD and NOTDHowdy girls, how is your Monday evening? Mine is extremely wet, rainy and cold. Funny since it's supposed to getting hotter abour now.<br />
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Anyway, I want to post my very first Nails Of The Day (NOTD). I painted my nails in Revlon's plum seduction. I've had this colour quite a while and finally decided to use it. My mum had it as she had used it previously. It looked awesome on her nails! :)<br />
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EDIT- this is VERY late, Saturday evening actually at approximately 8:21pm. Lol)<br />
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Time for some pics:
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Also, I went to a BBQ at my boyfriend's sister's house a few weeks ago and this is my outfit of that day. I already wore this dress in a previous post, but it's my favourite! It was about $80 when I brought it. Let me know what you think :)
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Coming up is my jewellery collection post! I hope you liked my outfit of the day :) xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-48761698916114264282011-11-11T17:36:00.000+08:002011-11-11T17:36:22.558+08:00Remembrance DayHey,<br />
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I just wanted to post this for Remembrance Day:<br />
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Poem was published in 1931 by Laurence Binyon .<br />
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<b>For The Fallen</b><br />
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, <br />
England mourns for her dead across the sea. <br />
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, <br />
Fallen in the cause of the free. <br />
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Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal <br />
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, <br />
There is music in the midst of desolation <br />
And a glory that shines upon our tears. <br />
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They went with songs to the battle, they were young, <br />
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. <br />
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted; <br />
They fell with their faces to the foe. <br />
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They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: <br />
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn. <br />
At the going down of the sun and in the morning <br />
We will remember them. <br />
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They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; <br />
They sit no more at familiar tables of home; <br />
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; <br />
They sleep beyond England's foam. <br />
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But where our desires are and our hopes profound, <br />
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, <br />
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known <br />
As the stars are known to the Night; <br />
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As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, <br />
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; <br />
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, <br />
To the end, to the end, they remain.sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-64420985004903134292011-11-11T17:30:00.003+08:002011-11-11T17:33:33.011+08:00Dying to post-but net is down...Okay,<br />
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So I'm, at work and all I ran to do is rush home and blog my outfits,jewellery,hauls posts but the stupid net keeps freezing when I upload images?<br />
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Anyone else's do this?? Cannot wait to show you all my outfit :)<br />
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Image from Google images.<br />
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Anyway, hope everyone is having a good Friday :) xxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-17189643271248993532011-10-23T22:14:00.002+08:002011-10-23T22:23:18.614+08:00Tag! I'm ItOkay, I finally got my laptop, so it’s time for some serious blogging time! So in order to introduce myself better than I have, I thought I would do a little tag on myself!<br />
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Okay here we go:<br />
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1. What computer or laptop do I use?<br />
I used to use an old pc tower that I loved to death that my dad built for my brother, sister and I. I eventually owned it, but it started to die. So now I have switched to a laptop. It’s a Sony Vaio E series in blush pink model: VPCEH and it retails around $999, so I won’t be spending money for a long, long time.<br />
Here is a picture I took of the keyboard…lol I love the detailing on the geometric pattern on the lid and the palm rest.<br />
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2. What is my favourite beverage for working?<br />
I do love coffee but I drink a lot of tea. I like to drink a little bit of tea like a quarter of a cup and then loads and loads of milk. I often use up all the milk at work and I get into trouble for that lol<br />
If I do drink coffee it’s a flat white with one sugar and loads and loads of milk!<br />
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3. What is my occupation?<br />
I am receptionist and have worked for my father since May 2008.<br />
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4. What is my favourite colour?<br />
Pink of course, lol! I love purple too. Pink is my mum’s favourite colour as well<br />
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5. How do I normally wear my hair?<br />
At the moment my hair is long layers in the front and the back- I hate short hair anything shoulder length or shorter and I cry like a baby when I have to cut an inch off lol. <br />
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6. What can’t I leave the house without?<br />
Makeup powder so I can least swipe something over my skin. Lip-gloss and my ipod so I can listen to it in the car on the way to work and when I go for a walk at work.<br />
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7. Am I addicted to my mobile phone?<br />
Quite the contrary, I always seem to forget to charge it and my boyfriend is the organised one in the relationship. He always has his phone plugged and charged no matter what. <br />
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8. How long have you been with your boyfriend?<br />
Grant and I have been together since April 1st 2008<br />
(Random photo shoot together we did one day after work courtsey of my ipod)<br />
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9. Who asked who out?<br />
I asked him out even though I found out later on he wanted to ask me about but he thought I would say no. Aww.<br />
(Picture at the Royal Show 2010. He took this picture- damn good photography skills, mine didn't turn out as good lol)<br />
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10. Favourite Movies?<br />
The Back Up Plan, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, Grease, Mean Girls, Hot Tub Time Machine (if you haven’t seen it- it’s awesome!)<br />
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11.Favourite TV Show?<br />
TRUE BLOOD and Smallville addict! I love these shows to death! I write Smallville fanfiction and I will be writing True Blood fanfiction soon. I l love Bill and Sookie!<br />
(pic from google images- not mine- don't sue!)<br />
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12.Celebrity Crush?<br />
Tom Welling and for the first time ever a guy I never thought I would go for until I realized I swoon at him when he pops up on the screen- Stephen Moyer (plays Bill Compton in True Blood)<br />
(Mmm Tom Welling modelling pictures from his early days...all from google images...drool...)<br />
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13.Your Dream?<br />
To be a published author for my Enchanted series or any others I think would be worth making it that far. I also would like to be a writer/editor for Cosmopolitan, Cleo or girlfriend. Really, any magazine that would take me.<br />
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14. Recent outfit of the day: Friday just gone!<br />
Freshly washed hair, brown eyeshadow, pink lips, pink blouse= love it!<br />
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I hope you enjoyed my tag and I have tagged all my followers:<br />
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Jennifer Suazo Garcia <br />
FROM THE "REZ" TO THE "CITY" <br />
Love Joice <br />
If Curves Could Talk (Stefanie) <br />
Alley Smith <br />
Curves Ahead Make up <br />
rawr-rawr-ima-dinosaur<br />
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Stay turned from my review and look from the Manly Palette! :) <br />
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Night girls xoxxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-17853995580873190452011-10-14T08:55:00.000+08:002011-10-14T08:55:45.840+08:00I got my Manly Palette today!Hey Girls,<br />
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Happy Friday, and what a way to start it... I received my Manly (pronounced Mun-lee) palette this morning!<br />
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Woo. Only a couple of pic, but I kept everything together so I can do a review later on.<br />
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I cannot wait to play with some looks! Youtube tutorial, here I come!<br />
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I ended up getting the 120 palette complete with a brush set and 6 glitter pigments.<br />
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Here are the pics!<br />
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Happy Friday! xoxo Have a great weekend. xxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-30893383782096327132011-10-13T13:15:00.000+08:002011-10-13T13:17:35.945+08:00I Dislike this…I was looking through some random youtube videos, I am sure you have heard of nessasarymakeup.com? It’s a great beauty blog by Vanessa. She is so awesome and she is one of the many awesome girls on the net I follow.<br />
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Why do I bring this up you ask? Well, I noticed tons of people ‘liked’ her videos on youtube and about three or four ‘disliked’ them.<br />
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What is with that button?<br />
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Is it like a jealous button. It like they say: 'Oh, so she’s making videos about her ring collection (which by the way the hater obviously is jealous of) and to make them feel big they click dislike or leave a nasty comment below. I have not seen any nasty comments on Vanessa’s video but I have noticed that all people seem to do these days is dislike this, dislike that. AND just to put people down they use that damn button!<br />
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Quite frankly, if I found a dislike here or on my youtube channel, (when I have it up and running) I got to tell you, I think it’s pathetic. They happen to sift through your videos and click dislike because they are either jealous or maybe they find another reason to be rude and nasty.<br />
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It really is pointless. Why? Because I look at how many people say I’m good at makeup and so what if four or four or even one hundred dislike me- as people say if I got haters they make me famous, or it must mean I’m doing my job right, lol.<br />
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Well look at the other hundred or so who look up to you and click like because they do like you?<br />
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What are your thoughts on the dislike button and how do you deal with negative and nasty comments?<br />
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Check these girls out<br />
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Nessasarymakeup.blogspot.com<br />
stephienese.blogspot.com<br />
fafinettex3.blogspot.com<br />
Jessicaharlow.com<br />
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Steph Vanessa and fanfinettex/audrey gave me the inspiration to blog in the first place. xsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-55397771600501311662011-10-12T09:30:00.001+08:002011-10-12T09:30:47.108+08:00Rant, Rant, Rant and other random stuffOkay, maybe people think I have done enough ranting, but really I haven’t. <br />
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I don’t know if any of you girls have the issue where you cannot sleep properly. Ugh, it’s so annoying and not to mention all I can think about is my weight.<br />
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By the way, in case you’re wondering my pink dress fits and it was more loose! Don’t ask me how that works considering I know I’ve put on weight! <br />
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I going to try walking around my park for half an hour everyday, and trying to stop eating junk food. But I’m so hungry all the time, it’s not funny.<br />
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Really, honestly and truthfully, it’s not. Right now I am feeling up and down. Pissed off that I feel unmotivated and annoyed that I do not have any tone in my body what-so-ever. You don’t even notice in my clothes, I look good dressed and then with my clothes off it’s like another body to me.<br />
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It got to a stage where I did not even want to look down at my legs. My boyfriend will always encourage me to wear short shorts or those skimpy tops that show off your naval but it’s not just because of my body it’s the fact to me, I would look tacky.<br />
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Thoughts? Personal Experiences? Xox Back to work…sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-79325454174343622412011-10-10T11:27:00.000+08:002011-10-10T11:27:05.971+08:00I found the ONE!Hey Girls,<br />
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It's Monday ho-hum. <br />
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I found it finally- the laptop I have been looking for...<br />
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It's pretty expensive, but it will be worth it! Anyway I want your thoughts as I said in the last post:<br />
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What should I blog about next?<br />
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xxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-52176513416502570282011-10-05T09:07:00.000+08:002011-10-05T09:09:11.466+08:00Quick UpdateGood Morning Lovelys,<br />
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Special thanks to Stef from If Curves Could Talk for reading my story and commenting. There will be more, and if you are super interested, please let me know, or email me at celesteinwood7@gmail.com<br />
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Some good news: I have ordered the Manly 120 Palette from Ebay which comes with 6 glitter pigments and a free brush set! I cannot wait, and I will be doing a review soon!<br />
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Other good news is the money I receive from my Tax Return is going straight to buying a new laptop and then I can really blog more often with pictures, outfits of the day, reviews and much more. Cannot wait!<br />
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If anyone has any idea to what tutorials they would like to see on my blog let me know.<br />
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How does an in depth post about my jewellery collection sound- I know I did this previously but it has been updated and the pictures would be better quality.<br />
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Just so y'all know, I am not bragging, just sharing. I love looking at collections of jewellery :) It makes me happy.<br />
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Okay, this what I am brought:<br />
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So thoughts on what I should do next on this blog?<br />
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Have an awesome day :) xoxsweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402912160507665949.post-48260508890951779322011-10-04T11:24:00.000+08:002011-10-04T11:24:28.239+08:00Enchanted- Part of Chapter 1Enchanted by me COPYRIGHT! (c)<br />
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Please be wary this is not finished and some wording may have changed once I post the rest of the chapter. At the moment, this is only part of the story I have on me.<br />
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Comments please?.<br />
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Chapter One: First Meeting<br />
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I awake, the sanitary smell of the antiseptic is in the air- I recognize the foul stench from the last root canal I had. My eyes fix themselves on the empty beds on the other side of the room as my breathing begins to quicken.<br />
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“Hey, hey calm down,” says a smooth voice- one that I don’t recognize. “You’re in the hospital.”<br />
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My breathing continues to get faster as I desperately try to remember what happened. The stranger gazes at me intently, but behind that, he does not look pleased to be here.<br />
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“Who are you?” I ask my fingers clutching my sheets worriedly. “Why are you here?”<br />
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“I’m Thomas,” He says in a tone I would place as irritated, but for what reason I was unsure. “I was sent here.”<br />
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Taking in a deep breath slowly, I ease myself into a sitting position and study the stranger with great curiosity. He looks a little over six foot two and dark hair frames his face. His icy blue eyes stare at me and his lips are firmly pressed together as if he’s annoyed to be here with me.<br />
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Looking around, I feel confused. Nothing makes sense, every time I try to remember what happened that I ended up here, I draw a blank. I find myself even more worried to be here in the hospital even though it’s supposedly safer. <br />
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Is any of this real? Is any of this normal?<br />
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“Yes and yes.” Thomas answers interrupting my thoughts. I study him floored. <br />
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“What?” <br />
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Thomas grabs a chair from the other side of the room, sets it down and then sits, his eyes watching me with great amusement.<br />
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“Yes, this is real. Completely real actually.”<br />
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I don’t like the cheek in his tone or the fact his eyes seem to look me up and down in a somewhat sexual manner. I cross my arms around my chest defensively. <br />
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“Hmm. Sal did mention you were quite amusing Alex.”<br />
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“What.”<br />
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Sal- who is Sal? Who is Thomas and what does he know that I don’t? Why does he know what I am thinking?<br />
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Sal is my boss,” He uses the term loosely as if he is unsure. “And I’m here to fulfill my destiny.”<br />
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“This is absolute garbage!” I shout enraged. I don’t care if the orderlies rush in to see what all this fuss is about or if I’m acting like a deranged bitch. “Get. Out!”<br />
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I say each word firmly and with no room for argument. <br />
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“I would care who comes into this room, because there is a personal matter I need to discuss with you.”<br />
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“A personal matter?! What kind of crap is this? I don’t even know who the hell you are, and you already know who I am!”<br />
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“I know more than that actually.” He replies coolly, his eyes lock with mine, I feel so drawn to Thomas, and I can’t look away.<br />
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“You see,” He begins sitting on the edge of my bed. “You are a witch, correct?”<br />
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The question catches me off guard. No one has ever actually said ‘you are awitch’- because that is ridiculous. Witches do not exist in today’s modern society, nor do elves, Santa Clause or fairies- so naturally this question throws me off, and makes me feel more than a little uncomfortable. Thomas raises a dark eyebrow, his eyes narrowing at me.<br />
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“I take it by your thoughts, you are.” <br />
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“But how did you-?”<br />
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“Know? Easily. I am supposed to know.”<br />
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Know what? This is ridiculous, why can’t this guy just leave me the hell alone!<br />
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“I can’t leave, because we need to talk about the matter at hand.”<br />
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“Would you stop doing that?” I say exasperatedly as I try to collect my thoughts carefully.<br />
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“What?” Thomas replies amused.<br />
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“Reading my thoughts! Damn it, it’s getting on my nerves,”<br />
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“Sorry,” He replies effortlessly.<br />
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“Look,” I say placing a strand of dark hair behind my ear. “I only found out a few weeks ago. I don’t know why I am even telling you this.”<br />
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“Because you don’t have a choice. Alex.”<br />
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“Would you just be quiet?” I shout as my patience is now out the window. This guy wants to make me scream.<br />
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“Go ahead and scream.” He says suddenly, “But it won’t do any good.”<br />
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I ignore his smart remark and the fact he can read my thoughts and continue on.<br />
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“There was this tension when I was growing up, and before my parents divorced, I found this book.”<br />
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Thomas is still, his eyes suddenly deeper than before, he nods his head politely as if a sign to continue. <br />
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“It was this weird book filled with many different words that I didn’t understand and then one night, I was looking through it, my mum found it and took it away.” My voice quivers as I continue. “A few weeks passed and dad looked everywhere for this stupid book. He said all these nasty things, and then he had to leave.”<br />
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“Why?” Thomas presses; his deep eyes lure me again to look back into them. They are the darkest of blue and they seem almost hypnotizing. <br />
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“Uh…” I try to speak but his eyes continue to change into a deeper colour and for some reason I can’t look away. Blinking but still not removing my gaze I swallow. <br />
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“My mother found something out about him. At first I thought it was another woman, but then as I got older, I found out that my dad had been part of this so called ‘club’ and one of its members had been killed.”<br />
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“Mmmm.” Thomas mutters with no emotion.<br />
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Stupid Jerk, if he didn’t want to hear this, why did he ask?<br />
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“I-”<br />
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“I don’t want to hear it.” I say cutting him off, my voice terse. Thomas’ long dark lashes flutter as he blinks and then he nods again.<br />
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“The book has been hidden, but my sister and I were alone one night having dinner, and then the strangest thing happened… My sister and I were stressed about my parents divorce and I guess, without meaning to…we summoned the book to us. We didn’t mean to, we were looking for some detergent and then we found it underneath the kitchen sink hidden underneath some old cleaning rags.”<br />
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“Mmmmm.” I can tell Thomas’ patience is wearing thin but I don’t care. He wants to disrupt my life with his barging in and his mysterious ‘gifts’ then he has to at least listen to my side of the story. <br />
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“It was glowing, purple. Like a light was being shone directly onto it. My sister and I looked through the book, I hadn’t seen it by then in years, and my sister had only ever heard about it, she had never actually turned the pages or seen it. After awhile, we closed the book and there were these tiny dents on the front, it looked as if someone had gripped the book with so much force so their fingers left this little indentation as if they were struggling to hold onto it for some reason.”<br />
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“Then what happened?” <br />
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“My sister and I ran our fingers along these dents and then everything seemed to go black. I don’t know why, but then after that, I have been able to move objects with my mind and in some cases I have increased speed.”<br />
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“Right. So where is your sister now?”<br />
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“On holidays, we haven’t exactly talked since after my parents split.” <br />
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Thomas suddenly raises himself from his sitting position beside my bed and walks towards the door. <br />
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“Hey, hey wait a minute!” I object. “You can’t leave until you tell me what the hell has happened here!”<br />
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He smiles wickedly; a chill makes its way down my spine slowly.<br />
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“Do you really want to know?”<br />
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“Yes,” I say biting my lip, I know I am afraid but I have to know. “Please.”<br />
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“You were stabbed.”<br />
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“By what? What the hell did I do?”<br />
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“You didn’t do anything. It was a warlock.”<br />
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“What?”<br />
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“I know it sounds crazy, but you are vulnerable in this world now.”<br />
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“What world?”<br />
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“Yours.” He replies simply. Terror seems to slip down my throat and makes its way down to my stomach, twisting and churning relentlessly.<br />
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“But-”<br />
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“I have to go.” Thomas insists his voice is abrupt and cold. A tear makes its way down my cheek. Fear is swirling around in my mind and there is this horrible knot in my stomach.<br />
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“But, when will I see you again.”<br />
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That was a stupid question, but he is a stupid person…or thing. Whatever. It does not matter who or what this guy is, I need him so I can get more information on this so called ‘matter’.<br />
<br />
“Soon enough.”<br />
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“What…” I pause as images begin to flood my mind as my heart beat increases in seconds. “…what if something happens to me again.” I choke out the words, fear beginning to consume me whole.<br />
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“Don’t worry.” He says coolly. “I’ll be there.”<br />
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He disappears into thin air. The room as dark as it is, so it is possible he used the door, but I didn’t hear him open it or it close. These are the last thoughts I’m having before I fall into a deep, deep sleep.sweetchichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02881524579464094795noreply@blogger.com1