…all afternoon I was spaced out after seeing the ‘Fight’ msg.  The guilt is weighing me down.  This was the first time I truly showed my inner feelings.  Normally I brush it off, saying ‘It’ll be alright’ or ‘Forget about it’, but this time, I wanted to face it.  Being brave and doing the right thing, making a phone call, could have spared me all this anxiety.  I feel sick.  What kind of a friend am I? I’ve acted so selfish. I left my friend – when she needed my helo – I admit I’m scared….

Looking back, there was lots I could have done…why oh why didn’t I listen to ‘Crosseyed’? I need to get my head straight…

This aint me but it’s how I feel lol.

You know they say, ‘What goes around comes around, what goes up must come down’…well stuff came back full circle and bit me on the bum…BIG time.

I’m hanging out in ‘Tasty’s’ (He was all over me as usual ) then out of nowhere ‘Jonas’ gets a video message of the fight with ‘Highlightz’.  What are the odds of that?  Being ousted by technology….damn!  I’m freaking out here.  I’ve always wanted to be on TV but this is insane……and to top it off, one of the girls had a knife!!  Great, add some more danger to the mix.  I was trying not to be worried, stay calm don’t PANIC,  kept telling myself, if they did stab her surely we would’ve heard – the news, blue and white police tape – something.

I was speechless!  Absolutely speechless… when I saw it.  I mean me not saying anything is strange, it was like I was frozen with fear.  ‘Crosseyed’ called ‘Highlightz’ house and played it cool to her mum.  I’m glad she did the talking, cos my head was all over the place.

I don’t know if I should be even telling you out there, what if one of the gang reads this or the cops are keeping tabs online?  What if ‘Highlightz’ finds out?  It’s like everything’s on fast play, I wish I could turn back time – Mood=Depressed

Best Friends Forever (BFF) What does this mean exactly?  What do you do when you want to help your friend make an important decision, but also, want to stay out enough for them to make up their own mind??  ‘Crosseyed’s’ advancing to serious relationship with ‘PlayaX’.  She asked me for advice and even though I think she’s crazy, I gotta remain the loyal BFF.

I haven’t got a sixth sense or anything, but I get this weird feeling that soon she’ll be crying on my shoulder.  ’PlayaX’ I’m warning you, don’t mess up…  I guess my role as BFF, is to be there no matter what…!

You may well know MizzUnderstood is the official agony blog Aunt online….I will now unleash my XxX S-E-X advice for your eyes only.  WARNING, this blog is not to be read by people over 20 or under 16, so if that’s you, log away NOW!!

Ready?  Let’s begin – Lately all of my friends through one convo or another have raised the S-E-X issue.  I don’t want to brag, but I know a thing or two, (no not like that), more like I got info.  Right now everyone’s asking me, do I have S-E-X with him/her or not?…

Now get this….’Crosseyed’s’ in a dilemma.  Her man – ‘PlayaX’ – you know average kinda guy, good looks etc, etc, is telling her to take the relationship up a notch, this is yet another story about a girl sleeping with a guy when she doesn’t really want to!  Now ‘PlayaX’ is as his name suggests, is quite the ladies man.  The only person who has failed to realise this is ‘Crosseyed’ – how many events does he have to bail out of for her to get the hint??  They don’t go a-n-y-w-h-e-r-e  no cinema, bowling, park…….always indoors!

‘Too many girls are having sex to keep the guy’….Err duh, keep the guy???  That guy is still sleeping with other girls btw?

Now, I know some guys are pretty caring – but they all seem to live with one giant urge – ‘The penis’ a.k.a – willy, winkle, dick (or whatever you want to call it) and no matter how big or small, the penis will, on occasion, do its utmost to satisfy its need (How often have boys said, it has a mind of its own??).

MizzUnderstood, knows from experience about its power to persuade its owner to come out with sweet talk and promises of ‘You and me together, forever’ mwah, mwah…  however, once it got what it wanted, both it and its owner were gone….until the next time it got the urge and then it was back to the promises…here we go again…   

Bloggies a question?  Do you think  babies are a fashion accessory? What is the right age to become a mum/dad?

Me…I’m glad to be where I am right now, doing what I want, when I want, I couldn’t see me with a kid – realistically – I don’t need that type of responsibility.

Babies are sweet, but then they turn into 8 year olds with attitude – and then your stuck with them for the next 18 YEARS or in my uncles case 24! Not appealing!

Oh and as for that girl I mentioned, with her new baby, I heard her man is nowhere to be seen – so she’s bringing up the baby on her own …nice…guys aren’t stupid, there’re not letting a baby spoil their fun…leave the mum to do it.

Bloggies sorry it’s my ‘Feminist’ rant…just thinking….power to my girls!!!

Bloggies – urgent, urgent, urgent!  What do you do when the guy you like, adds your friend on Facebook and not you? Is this a sign that the guy is in love with your best friend? Or am I being paranoid?

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I think some people are born to blag! personally, I’m rubbish at it, but sometimes I do alright – example – the moment when my friend ‘Crosseyed’ walks in on me and ‘Tasty’ talking about her! She knew she was the topic of our conversation, besides the look on my face gave it away lol.  If there was ever a moment to blag, this was it!

And blag I did – I cannot believe ‘Crosseyed’ believed us…phew!  ‘Tasty’ was super smooth and talked nicely about her boyfriend ‘PlayaX’… ‘Crosseyed’ lapped it up.  He did remain tight lipped about his exposé with ‘PlayaX’…typical guy!  But in a way I respect that, maybe sometimes there is a need to keep a secret.  Knowing what to say and when to say it, making the right choices.

Speaking of choices, I got the biggest shock today.  I saw a girl I knew, pushing her baby.  She was a mess, I guess she was struggling with parenthood, (up every two hours between feeds lmao) I know it’s harder than it looks, all that pain, crying, sh** and puke, not to mention stretch marks!  Yeah babies are cute – when they belong to someone else hehe – imagine it….

*Mizzunderstood you look rough…! Yeah I aint had no sleep, baby’s got day and night mixed up…. X

*Girly weekend? Can’t, no one to look after bambino….X

*Want to relax, sleep in late…? U r joking? ….X

3 strikes – your out! No tnx…babies r not us!!

Have you ever been a situation where you don’t know what to say? Usually I take pride in the way I cover my messy stuff up, silly mistakes,  noisy outbursts – but sometimes skeletons start jumping out of your purse for the whole world to see.  There I am, in ‘Tasty’s’ shop presenting a squeaky clean image – I go to pay for my tattoo and out drops my bag of weed! NOOOOO! Splat!!!! Right in front of everyone!

Talk about heart attack! I ran out of the shop like a chicken.  But get this…’Tasty’ didn’t react!! He didn’t say a thing….of course I lied, I said it was peppermint tea…have I blown it?

Can’t believe this…the one guy I really like has just witnessed my sad side…what am I gonna do?

I need to kick this habit…I blame my mum – she was the one who got me hooked – she smokes and even sells the stuff for years.  When I was 12 she thought it was funny to show me blazing to her friends…now I’m hooked.  My girls hate me for it, none of them smoke – they complain as I’ve always got the munchies – and don’t mention the funds – I’m wasting loads, could be spending my dollars on other stuff – heh I think I really need help!

Never get into a cab without booking it! Trust me my advice is like aspirin, taking it avoids pain! Ask yourself is it worth your life?

Example, went out the other night, had the perfect set up, the dress, the man (‘Tasty’), the club! EVERYTHING! But I’m MizzUnderstood and nothing ever goes to plan…

‘Tasty’ ends up dancing with a man…! ‘Crosseyed’, leaves me with a drunk ‘Britney’ (Another good friend of mine) who gets off with ‘Tasty’! RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! ‘Britney’ will blame it on the drinks and apologise, same old routine.

I ended up storming out, raging, got into what I thought was a cab. BIG mistake.  My gut feeling was like, something’s wrong, he’s behaving weird, so I’m yelling at the dude ‘Stop the *%£*”(@* cab!’

BUT he wasn’t listening, dirty teeth just grinning in the mirror. I tried to open the door…locked! Now I am freaked, my head’s buzzin’ and I kept thinking about the fake cab posters.  Cab Wise

Ten yards down the road, the traffic lights turn red, he stops and I jump him. He’s like ‘Sit down we’re going for a ride’ he pushes me off…easy!

The lights are still on red, then BOOM! ‘Tasty’ flies round and opens the driver’s door.

DRRAAAMMMAA!

Like I said, nothing ever goes to plan. Seriously, turns out the guy wasn’t planning to take me home…who knows what would’ve happened.

And all I needed to do was to book it….Seriously! MizzUnderstood xx