And and wrote...
Here's Amy Winhouse's LOVE IS A LOSING GAME for some inspiration.
Thursday, 24 May 2007 at 02:59 Posted by LuxuryHappy
Tuesday, 22 May 2007 at 06:47 Posted by LuxuryHappy
He said Hi, I said Hello. Then I almost died when I opened my email and found this:
Hello Jeno!!! How are you? I'm fine. Thank you for your answer on mymessage. I am glad that you have paid attention to my profile. I sawyours, it was interesting to me and I decided to send you a message. Ihope that you can take some time to start interacting with me, so wecan find out more about each other. Let me tell you a little aboutmyself: I am young man, 28 years old. I was born On 06/06/1978 Andyou? I am 5'9" & 72,5 kg. I am single and I live in an apartment withmy parents. And now begins the most important thing about me. I wanttell you... Only I ask you to consider to this normally. After theending of university Some years, I work as a teacher in elementaryschool.Jeno I teach lessons of technology in 5-9 classes. I verymuch love work executed by the work. To me like when children too tryto make any thing the hands. Still I shall organize pupils on cleaningof territory of school in the certain days. I like productive leisure,periodically go in for sports for maintenance of a body. I like totravel to different places, but I does not do it often. I have manyfriends with whom sometimes I spend time, play volleyball and tennis,and enjoy other entertainment. I attached some pictures so you can seehow I'm looking. And of course, I would love to see some pics ofyours. My dear I have written mine on a site that I live in Usabecause from Russia it is impossible to be registered on a site.If youwill be not not frightened with relations with interesting andmysterious man from Russia I would like to continue our acquaintance.I live in small city Yoshkar-Ola. I from Russia. Here very beautifullyespecially in the winter. My city very old. He was based in 1584. Thecity is located in 780 km to the east from Moscow. It - very smallcity with the population of 325,7 thousand. Please ask me thingsinteresting to you about me and inform me some information about you:What do you love an entertainment? What is your character? Whatqualities do you love in men? I shall answer on your questions andinform you more about myself in following emails! By the way my nameis Sergey!!! This name is more pleasant to me. I very much would wantthat you call me so. O.K.? I shall be wait for your messages.Your Sergey
I love the Russians, I truly do. I think it's the only country in the world where they have straight (men) ballet dancers :)
Readers, what can you say about his email? I don't really want to make comments yet because I don't know if he is real or not but would appreciate some thoughts from you.
I feel like a schoolgirl. I'm blushing.
at 01:38 Posted by LuxuryHappy
I spin me round like a record baby, right round, right round.
And no, I am not being spun around by some uncut Iberian stud or something like that. The working diva in me is shedding blood, sweat and tears to make my bank teller happy.
I figured out there's a lot of things going on this summer and I wouldn't want to spoil it just because I couldn't afford to even buy a carrot suntan oil. My spending are always higher than my income and I hate it when Monday mornings you realize that you have blown all your week's salary during the weekend clubbings.I really hate it. Monday blues plus empty wallet equals depression, wrinkles and suicide thoughts.
So, as I always do but never get to the point of putting them into realization, I write down how much do I earn, how much do I NEED to spend and how I should avoid unnecessary impulsive splurges like buying a lighter just because I left my other 6 in the house. Little things like that matters when you are in dire need of dough, you know.
Tell you the truth, I've got so much travel plans this summer, I would gladly consider becoming a TUPPERWARE or an AVON lady if I have to just to have extra dinero. (My mom used to do that as any mothers did or still doing and oh, was she good at it. I remember having those tea parties at home where all the ladies gather and my mom would talk about the wonderful, colorful world of plastics or try the latest shade of lipstick to desperate housewives and women who do nothing but bear babies and watch telenovelas all day).Prostituting myself is not an option at the moment since I still have to lose another 10 kilos and wear my hair shoulder-lenght (which will take another 2 years or so) to combat possible competitions from Brazilian trannies who do more than Capoera in bed.
I thought I really have to take charge of myself financially so I finally gathered my will powers and did the first step to economic stability, even just for this summer:
a. Ask my boss for a raise. Check. Got it (or at least I was promised to. Remains to be seen this Friday).
b. Extra income. Check. Being a teleporn star for the longest time, I signed up to become a reseller for Orange Phones in my area. God knows I suck with face to face selling but if there's a will , there should be a fucking way, and I'm gonna strut down that way for all I care!!!
Also, I am a part time masseuse for a Spanish lady every Sunday so to increase my clienteles would be a great way of earning some extra cash, too. This plan is to be done.
c. Save. Tighten the belt.Be Thrifty but nifty.
Ok, i really can't figure out which activities should I drop to save. Is it my cup of decaf in the office cafe? (hmmm...) My cigarettes? (NO). Lunch? (Maybe). Coke Light? (Cut to once a week instead of everyday?), I really don't know. Would have to figure that out tonight.
So what's all the tightening of belt all about anyway, you may ask.
I am going on a holiday. I badly need one. Don't wanna tell yet 'coz I don't want to jinx it. Stay tuned. In the meantime, I will be in Madrid on the 26th till the 28th of this Month for a quick trip to the mother embassy.
No, I don't need some hookups at the moment guys. The last thing I would want to do right now is to waste time and money. The Asian bitch is busy and very important.