Balancing Acts 2

Awww Jonny, you've totally said EVERYTHING that needs saying.

And omg I was so upset about Stephen Gately as well - I fancied Ronan, and not Stephen (because even when I was 6 I knew that 'Stephen Gately was like Dale Winton' LOL) but they were the two most talented singers in that band I'm so gutted. Apparently he just died in his sleep - he'd been out with his partner for drinks in Majorca, got home, went to bed and never woke up.

33 years old, what, the, fucking, fuck.

Boyzone were my first and only boyband love. I mean, I love Take That now, but I was a little bit too young for them back in the day. But the comeback's been spectacular.

I found out via facebook, it was horrible.

And I'd just like to reiterate - *more internet hugs to Sari* and we're totally here for you when you need to unload all the shit that's going round in your head. My best friend's friend was pregnant at 16, and gave birth when she was 17. She lives in a council house, drinks vodka all day and watches Jeremy Kyle while her boyfriend is out working hard to pay for the pair of them. Little Kelsie is still growing up to be a rather civil human being, despite all that, so no doubt any kid that you raise is going to MASSIVELY xcore and you will be a super cool mum.

Jonny, that was a truly adorable message.

It is really sad about Stephen Gately. He always seemed so lovely and 33 really is so young to just drop dead. I was never a Boyzone person but you could always tell they were 100% nice guys, unlike bands like the Backstreet Boys who you just knew were a bunch of arrogant cocks.

Don't cry in the shower though Jon! Everything will be okay xxxxx

Yeah, all Irish boybands are total sweethearts, even though I wasn't a Westlife fan, you can just tell they were lovely as well.

Maybe it's something to do with that old imp Louis Walsh.

I am properly properly gutted about Stephen though, everyone who's talked about it has said how lovely he was.

You guys are all amazing. I mean, it's a lot, yeah, but I haven't cried and I am not that worried. I know very well that I am capable of being a decent mother and I will have this amazing human being to love...

And I am sure I am keeping it, everyone has been very supportive (and extremely opinionated but that was to be expected) and I am very much in love with my boyfriend, Steve. He was my first and only; I only decided to have sex with him because I was positive I loved him. So, marrying him is a far from negative thing. We planned on it one day anyways, its just all happening a little fast. Its hard to get use to. I am still in shock.

My grandmother is so excited it is kind of sick. And luckily, I have all the baby crap I could ever possibly need because my aunt is a pack rat. She has cribs, play pens, clothes, bottles, etc, etc. All I need now is formula and diapers and I still have what, 6 months? It'll be fine, I think.

And I thank you all for allowing me to vent. There is still quite a few people who don't know so I haven't really been able to talk besides to immediate family. You're all lovely.

Oh Sari I'm glad you're coping so well. I know if anyone can handle this kind of thing at a young age it would be you.

I hope everything goes well and I just hope that any major decisions you do make are made for the right reasons and not because it seems like 'the right thing to do'. The right thing to do is making sure that you feel happy and comfortable in your situation because if you feel happy and comfortable, and your boyfriend does too, then your baby will grow up in a great environment and won't end up completely fucked up like many kids this generation are.

*even more hugs*

Ohh, I'm so glad it's the nice boyfriend and you love him and really want to be with him, Sari. And I'm glad your family is supporting and helping out, it sounds like you'll be able to handle it. *continues hugging* I wish you - both of you, really - the absolute best of luck, and I'm sure you'll be a fantastic, loving mother. You're smart and mature and I'll just echo FP, I really hope everything goes well for you.

Sari, you are totally amazing, I feel all emotional. I'm so, so glad that you are feeling in control and you aren't stressing over this. Plus, like you say, you still have lots of time to prepare before the baby arrives. Your boyfriend sounds lovely and it sounds like you both have your heads straight. Congrats chick *hugs* xxx

Omg, where IS everyone. *hears echo*
Guys, I miss you.

Gah, I have had such a crappy day. One of my kids escaped through the window and I caught another two smoking at lunchtime. This class is fucking mental. Then I had a meeting that lasted almost 2 hours and I accidentally kicked up a fuss because the local authority made us all fill in shitty forms that asked for, amongst other things, our sexual orientation. I told them this was illegal and an irritating woman at work got all argumentative with me. Argh. One week til half term!!

OMG ZR, I cannot believe your kids are that fucked.

I've just got back into Crewe after half an hour's sleep and now I have a 2 hour long learning and employability shindig that I absolutely have to go to seeing as I missed the first two already.

I had the shittiest couple of days but Tyson totally made it worth it. Boy was in a wheelchair with a tube going into his heart and having meds pumped in left right and centre last week, he fucking rocked it last night. I love him and his half naked glittery skinny body.

Oh lord, Elle, your kids sound insane. Through the window? I hope you're on the first floor! (although, in ninth grade English we used to climb out the window sometimes, but that WAS on the first floor and it was kind of a ridiculous class anyway.) And how can they justify asking you for your sexual orientation? That's kind of fucked.

I'm glad it was fab, FP! Also I read that wrong and thought Tyson was ONSTAGE with a tube going into his heart, which just would have been deeply strange. ...I did read that wrong, right?

I...have nothing to report except that it's parents weekend this weekend and I get to see my family for the first time since August, so I'm pretty happy about that

Janie Jones:

Oh lord, Elle, your kids sound insane. Through the window? I hope you're on the first floor! (although, in ninth grade English we used to climb out the window sometimes, but that WAS on the first floor and it was kind of a ridiculous class anyway.) And how can they justify asking you for your sexual orientation? That's kind of fucked.

I'm glad it was fab, FP! Also I read that wrong and thought Tyson was ONSTAGE with a tube going into his heart, which just would have been deeply strange. ...I did read that wrong, right?

I...have nothing to report except that it's parents weekend this weekend and I get to see my family for the first time since August, so I'm pretty happy about that

I always find it amusing that Americans have designated parents weekends. It reminds me of Enid Blyton books set in posh boarding schools where the parents came to visit for lacrosse matches and ate pieces of lemon.

Wtf is up with Tyson Ritter then? Speaking of people being fucked up on stage, I just saw pictures of Billie being wheeled off on a stretcher by paramedics and totally panicked, but it turns out he was just doing it for fun. Like you do.

Yes, my kids are insane. I'm working on it. And yeah, first floor... you would say thats lucky but, to be honest, falling spectacularly to the ground would at least send out a powerful message.

And with that powerful message goes a hell of a lot of paperwork and uncomfortable meetings for you, ZR. Best just to keep the windows locked I think.

Tyson had an infection in his knee which spread to his blood and he had a load of surgery a week ago. They had to cancel the rest of their shows with Blink and Ty was resting up at home (with Nick looking after him (which just makes me die a little bit out of happiness)) but he was on crutches/in a wheelchair, had a massive calf to mid-thigh splint on his leg and had a tube going in through his arm to his heart so they could pump meds directly in or something. I can't really remember what he said.

ANYWAY I was expecting him to at least be sitting on a stool for last night's show, possibly in a wheelchair, cos let's face it, having surgery and then jumping around on stage one week later is not necessarily advised, but he fucking well did it and they played the longest set they've ever played.

I keep worrying about him though. I don't want him to push himself too hard - they're doing a whole fucking European tour.

When I was going back to London though, I walked away from the ticket machine before EVERYTHING had printed and when I went back I ended up with someone else's tickets for the same days, roughly the same times, but not the same trains. I got them to sort it at the ticket office and they put me on a train that I hadn't originally booked because of the tickets I picked up. I asked them to change it to the train I was originally on and they said I couldn't cos I'd booked via London Midland but the train I wanted was a Virgin train. I booked directly on the virgin website, so there's no way in hell it was a London Midland train.

Anyway, I foolishly thought 'oh well, it's going to Euston, it's still the same. Shouldn't take too much longer'.

My Virgin train would have taken 1hr 38mins.

The train I got put on took 3 1/2 hours. Then another hour to get back to Romford.

I was actually gonna cry. They had the air con on the whole way as well. And it was late evening. OMDAYS.

And then this morning I had to pay another £40 unless I wanted to face another 3 1/2 hour journey and miss my lecture this morning. I'm fucking raging with it all.

Going back for Green Day next Friday though. Stealing my mum's car to go to Colchester to pick up Kel and we're gonna have a late night partay.

One of the videos from last night, I love how you can just tell that Nick was properly looking after him. They put a few videos up and Nick was with him in his apartment for every single one. And then he smiles a little bit when Ty talks about coming home after having surgery on his knee and there's someone there waiting for him. It's amazing and I love them both amazingly loads.



I imagine this has been a rather epic and self centred/AAR centred post, for which I apologise.

Sari sorry I'm so late with my reply to you, things have been crazy with me lately, I was in hospital for daaaaays, even my birthday.

I'm so glad you're doing what you feel is right, having a child is going to be amazing. I had a lot of experience bringing up my little brother, and even though he isn't technically mine sometimes it feels like he is. The crying and sleepless nights can be tough but it's all made up by first smiles, words and steps, and the tears (mainly my own) as they go to school for the first time!

I wish you the best of luck and I hope it all works out for you, and we'll of course want to see pictures of the cutie when it's born.

Okay.. may I apologize for not being here during these last few days...weeks or whenever it was I was last year.

A) SARI! I admire you so much right now, honestly, you're so strong. I can honestly say if I were in your situation, I would be reacting differently. You're going to be a great mother! You're already so strong and responsible, I can't wait to hear how everything goes and I'm glad the boy is nice ...because honestly, if he loves you and you guys trust eachother and believe in eachother and can get through this, you'll be able to get through anything and I'm sure your baby will be fucking adorable since you're adorable too!

B) WTF about Tyson Ritter.. that man is crazy. I honestly thought the same thing Midget Maroo though, that he was performing....but apparently I guess that's what happened? Unless I'm reading this wrong.

C) Boys suck. Ugh. Despite my failing with boys.. they still suck.

D) Classes suck. I have way too much reading to catch up on and I've been distracted by this beautiful gorgeous boy that doesn't like me because I suck apparently and he's beautiful but whatever. He sucks even though he's beautiful...

E) Oh and I went to Boston last weekend and saw Them Crooked Vultures... to explain: Dave Grohl (Foo Fighters) Josh Homme (Queens of Stone Age) John Paul Jones (Led Fucking Zeppelin) all in one band. Although, not typically my style of music.. it was fucking amazing seeing Dave Grohl behind the kit and 1/4 of Led Zeppelin.

F) WTF Ellie... your kids are insane. I don't know how you put up with that.. I thought it was bad when a kid spit at me last year (fucking bratty 5 year old) but you have kids jumping out of windows left and right... oi vey.

G) I think that's it. I love you all and hope everyone's doing good and keeping busy.

Just to clarify, there was no visible tubage on Tyson when he was performing but last week in a vlog he put up, he had tubes and shit.

And I got an email about my Green Day gig. Apparently, doors @ 6.30, Prima Donna @ 7 and Green Day @ 8.

Curfew is 11pm.

Does this mean I get three entire fucking hours of Billie and Jason goodness? *crosses fingers*

3 hours sounds good to me!



Blonde. Smiley. Hot. I cannot wait. I'm enduring the most stressful fortnight of all time, have been in work for ten hours on a SATURDAY and will be there at 8.30 again tomorrow, want to cry and/ or throw up every time i think about the impending inspection, but am focussing on next Friday and how fucking excited/ drunk I am going to be.

Hilariously, I might be going to see Green Day with my boyfriend's father now. Sam really isn't that bothered about going (I have no idea what I see in him sometimes ) and is stressing about getting ready for flights and stuff afterward, but Sam's Dad came to visit today and said he was massively jealous we were going to see Green Day because he thinks they're brilliant, and he can apparently play Basket Case on the ukelele. So I think I might be taking him instead then Sam can pick me up and whisk me to the airport. Hurray!

On the plus side, this made my miserable Saturday evening more bearable:

*hugs you*

OMG that's actually amazing that Sam's Dad can play Basket Case on the ukelele. You should totally take him.

I don't like Billie in that pic, he looks waaaaaaaaaay too smug. There was a time when I would have been horrified at the urge to slap that smile off his face, but he just seems to be thinking 'I've got a gajillion dollars and you're all dirty and sweaty, ner ner ner ner neeer ner.'

He's probably not, but still.

Fuck, I don't know what I'm saying. He's lovely.

Just chillax and everything with the inspection will go fine. Jut don't leave any doors open or let Ofsted catch your kids smoking.

xZildjianRockerx:

On the plus side, this made my miserable Saturday evening more bearable:

That was fucking awful in every possible way.

Ahaha, I thought it was inspired. And I think they should win the competition.