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God im terrible. Why am i SO lazy please!?!??! Like, honestly, its like some kind of incurable disease!! D: *sob sob*
Oh god.
Bother.
Right, ok, so what im planning, and by planning i mean i've already started it and it's going better than any of my other recent take offs so maybe there IS hope yet! Is to start a nice little ISBI in riverview with this sim that i made, fell in love with, and have been tryng multiple personalitys on for ages. I went for interior designer artist, but that was too frustrating, PI bored me, and i eventually settled on... Professional HACKER! Woo! BEST. CAREER. EVER.
Im sorry im a silly person, but it's the best i've done with her so far, because she's already boyfriended and pregant so YAAAY! :D

To vote that is! If you aren't a member over there (although you might want to be - it's pretty awesome over there lol!) then you must simply vote HERE! :D

Poll #1769442 Colin or Claire
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Colin

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COLIN
3 (100.0%)

Claire

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CLAIRE
2 (100.0%)


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“Sorry the last copy currently in stock was bought just a minute ago. We’ll probably have more copies by tomorrow...”

“Yeah...Thanks anyways...”

It wasn’t like there were no other copies of the book out there. It was on Amazon, she could get it there and if she picked express or something she’d have it by tomorrow, and for less money.

But what she wanted was to pull an all-nighter with her hair in a messy thing on her head, music playing quietly from her iPod as she lounged on her bed eating cake and reading the book.

But no. That tub of lovely delicious was dangling out of reach alongside the thought that she was going to get anything out of today. She’d cancelled all her plans with friends because she’d expected to buy the book and spend hours doing her bookworm thing.

Emmy left the door with her hand hanging, her dejected mood obvious in her every step. To most people she probably looked heartbroken. It was more of a child whose candy had been stolen just as she had removed the wrapper feeling in all honesty. Mel always dreamed that one day she would marry a guy who could understand how that was the same as not getting a book you desperately wanted the day it came out.

She rounded the corner, still looking at her feet and crashed into a solid wall.

Of man-muscle.

She managed to do the most graceful thing her three left feet could allow her to do. She fell backwards onto her butt. Perfectly convenient as the collision had knocked something out of his hands that she actually caught as it fell to the ground after her.

It was a book. He rubbed her head and cursed quietly.

“Oh geez – sorry are you all right?”  He stuck out a hand as she slowly unglued her eye lids. She saw a hand, a really rather lovely hand that probably belonged to an artist, all long calloused fingers and ink splashes. She stretched out a hand to reach it and slowly brought her gaze up. Attached to the hand, as was generally the case, was a bare arm of tanned, toned goodness that hinted hidden strength. Then she reached his face and stopped. Stared.

Gasped.

“Jake!” his name fell off her tongue before she could stop herself. She dragged her gaze away from the pools of intense silver and looked down. At the book. “You stole my book!” The book currently in her lap was the one she had coveted for two entire months.

“Is that...Emmy?” he asked, reaching for the hand that was flailing uselessly in mid way to his and yanked her up. “And I didn’t steal anything, this is mine darling.” He drawled. Still just as bloody annoying, only difference to have occurred in the seven years since she had last seen him was a sudden burst into hotness and his voice breaking.  Into a gorgeous sound that had the same effect on her than chocolate and books combined tended to.

“No I mean – I wanted to buy this book but the last bloody copy had been bought...By you! Still trying to steal all my goods?” she glared at him and tried to take her hand out of his. His steel grasp tightened.

“Ah, in that case I am guilty as charged.” He squeezed her hand, just a little, dragged his thumb across her palm, smiled a brilliant smile and then took the book from her limp fingers. Then he walked away, leaving her staring after him confused and flushed.

After a moment she started and shook with rage. He’d gotten away before she could even ask him why he was here.  Why he’d returned from America, where he’d moved with his family all those years ago. And he had nearly blinded her. Smiles like that should be a cause for fining.

He so did'n't smile that hot before America.
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...Ok, i srsly do NOT know what this thing IS!? Probs a random bit of prose (i have tons of it in MD) that i dunno, is just here? Peculiar.
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Darling LJ page! GUESS WHAT!


Guess what your gonna be home to?

A  sims uploading site?

No.

A sims download site?

NAH-UH.

A...cocaine enquiry site where crooks come to put up ausctions ect?

.....No, not really.

YOUR GONNA BE HOME TO MY SECRET OFF SITE LEGACY! Im hoping to get it just as good as the TEA LEGACY!

Oh how that would be amazing...

Yeah, Im gonna have a sceret legacy story to play and get amazing pictures in whenever I get writers puddle for the Blosses!

Didn't I say I loved you?

Hey LJ page...


I still love you.
You know that right LJ? Cos I don't want you going around thinking that i've stopped loving you...I'll always have a special place for you deep down inside me LJ page. ILU.
But, you see, now that I have moral obligations on the sims like my legacy, and my tea thread stalkerage, and Im in a modelling competition which I lost round one of...I just don't have the same freee time I used to.
I just don't have any time left to spend on you.
But I still love you no matter what.
Even if I neglect you like the baby that gets taken away by that bitchy ass social worker on the sims, I still have a place for you, and it'll never get filled by any other than you.
I still love you LJ page.
Don't forget that.
BECAUSE, recently I've been having writers block which means that I have got to do something to fight it. I just can't stand not updating my story, cos the peeps are gonna think I've given up. I haven't I haven't! I just can't play because it BORES ME TO TEARS.
So, im gonna be dropping angst over here by uploading all sorts -a pics I take whilst practicing my photo taking skillage.
You get meh?
ILU!

And the end results...Cause me pain....


Rio = 3
Daphne= 3
Tony = 3


....Why?

Whelp, I'll simply have to call in SPECIAL SERVICES.

We can expect results by friday with a new update perhaps...

HEIR/ESS POLL


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Who do you wanna be Heiress?

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Daphne
2 (28.6%)
Louise
1 (14.3%)
Tony
3 (42.9%)
Rio
1 (14.3%)
NOTE; See where it says that there are two votes but only one participant? That was not an iviite for anybody else to double vote. Those votes were my sisters'...................................................................... Rio + 2 Daphne + 1

Golfing Adventures.


Righto, so my dad has started me playing golf right? So im going to use this LJ page as an actual blog where I can vent and crap. I've been playing for about three/four weeks now.
Was dragged from warm bed at 9:12.
Went to golf at 10:05.
Only the toddler harry potter, weirdo cooking pasta boy and this indian boy were there.
Was highly dissapointed.
Did somewhat ok-ish, but not as good shots as usual due to crap mood and cold.
Saw decent-looking boy in customary Bright hoodie. It was lemon yellow today. Loved it. I want one.
Didn't I tell you that the eleven o clock group has the fit boy there? Well, he's rather cute IMO, but i don't think i'd do more than snog him maybe, cos he looks a little baby-faced. Maybe in the future he'll look more....you know.
Also that he tends to wear bright tops and I think his name is Harry. So far I've seen; Bright Blue, Bright Green, Bright Pink, Bright Yellow and I think slightly less Bright Blue. That is all SO FAR. He looks my age (13).
So the elvens are; A boy that looks a little older than me (lets say 14/5) with a slightly sexy large nose, but a bit spotty. He's kinda fit too actually. There's the chinese guy who looks a bit like ryan that time I saw him on the bus, but younger a little. Not actually bad looking in fact. There is a boy that looked about 10, a boy that i saw walking down the road once (i crossed it) that went to trinity. He was a little chunky, but it wasn't just that which made him SNMT (So Not My Type)
Anyways, left at 11 and was shocked by surprise bromley trip.
Spent painful hour while mother tried on trousers too tight for her and then proceeded to moan about how she was getting fat. She's moved up a size, I said it was age, she got grumpy.
Shake shed was closed so I was heart-broken, but then she took me to the kripsy kreme stall where I got two doughnuts and I feel muchos better now.
My throat really hurts, but not from eating.
I have a cold too.
Im having a bad hair day, so Im glad that The Boy (the others aren't worthy of upper case) wasn't watching me like he did two weeks ago. It was agonizing, cos he watched me with the chinese boy, and I had to try even harder to hit good shots so that they would like, laugh or anything.
Do you guys actually care for my golfing adventures?
After the break for hald term according to Alex the instructer who sounds Aussie despite a lack of accent (he has the happy voice down pat. It's only a little annoying that he lacks the accent. A little.) we are going to do some things on the green. As in the actual course.
I pray it's not bloody cold and freezing like today.
This has been a very long email but I felt the need to share.
I wrote this as an email to my friends originally, but I am thinking of writing a blog so.

XOXO
Eni

God Im terrible!


So, remember what I said about sticking with this one?
Yeah. I failed so hard.
BUT, I have moved on!
Im actually on the second generation of another legacy, that I've started over at the sims three website.
So um, what im trying to say is...
Don't hate me,
and Please read my new legacy?
Which is more drama/story than legacy really....
=)
HERE'S THE LINK  :  http://forum.thesims3.com/jforum/posts/list/316370.page

~YAY FOR POINTLESS LINES!~

Castellan ISBI - 0.2


Seeing as how im attempting something called PUNCTUALITY as well, here i am with another update.
Practically minutes later.
And im pretty sure nobody has acutally read the first one.
Luls. Laughing Uber Loud.

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Yeah...I really couldn't think of anything to title it that had meaning...or anything really.

Chapter? CHAPTER!? )