I know, I'm a bit late.

I'm glad some of you liked my short story yesterday though your lack of comments is still annoying. I know it takes you about 5 seconds to write one and it takes me about 30 mins to write a blog, so if I can do it, then so can you. Come onnn guys. I'll make you a cookie.

Today I spent out of the house with my bff Jesse shopping in town. When I say shopping, she spent the money because she has a job and I walked around looking at all the pretty things I couldn't afford. Though Jesse did buy me some nice things and I owe her. I love that woman :D. I then went grocery shopping with my father. So really, nothing of blogworthy note to record today. So on that note, I'm going to steal the idea from Hayley G Hoover (link in the sidebar, shes awesome) and just tell you what my senses sensed today.

Today, I saw: Lots of pretty dresses and sexy shoes.
Today, I heard: Laughter and coffee machines
Today, I smelled: Freshly made cupcakes and coffee.
Today, I touched: Lots of lovely material of the pretty dresses I saw.
Today, I tasted: A chocolate orange cupcake and a white caffe mocha.

So yes. Fun times.
Until tomorrow
Sami

Italian phrase of the day= Io sonno basso = I am short. (I think)

A short story.

Yesterday when I posted the link to my blog on facebook, I wrote "demons and stuff" and the title "the devil of desire" was a bit misleading I guess and a few of you were disappointed, expecting something more exciting. So I decided that I would write a story involving "The devil of desire". This is about a boy whos in school when she appears. So, enjoy.

She was beautiful. I swear she was.

I only caught a glimmer of her, I was too scared to come out from where I was hiding.

I know the irony of that sentence. But beauty can be scary at the best of times.

I am not sure what I expected the devil of desire to be, perhaps the word devil threw me off. When you think devil, you think, pure red body, horns sticking out of the top of their head, ugly face and just not pleasant to be around.

No, not this devil. She was beautiful.

She had long wavy chocolate brown hair that seem to be endless, though I am sure it stopped somewhere. Her eyes were big and bright and a light hazelnut brown. She had a seductive stare. She had a thin, petite and pale figure, but it somehow was beautifully fitting for her. You could trace her neckline and shoulders and her curves with your fingertips so easily. She looked seductive and fragile and yet her presence was so commanding, you couldn't help but stare at her.

Her voice was soft and seductive as if she promised all your sexual desires to come true with her voice. All she had to do was stare and say what she wanted from you and you would do it, you would do it for one night in her bed, with her. She made you want her. She made you want to do her bidding, no matter how evil or heartachingly awful it would be.

She wore a silk green dress with black trimmings that ended just above her knees and drew your attention to her pale white legs and down to her shoes. They were black lace high heels with a hint of the green from her dress. You could imagine her prancing around the bedroom in them, making you watch her as she went about doing what she did best, fulfilling your desires. She had yet to fulfill any of mine, though seeing her before my very own eyes had probably set the wheels in motion. It was her talent, I guess, if you didn't already desire her, to make you do so. I pity the man who attempts to fend her off also, more fool him.

I cannot remember why she appeared that night, I just remember everyone screaming and running and hiding, as if they knew not to meet her gaze, or watch her, or anything. But she had entranced a few of us and I was one of them, she had only appeared for a moment, twirling and dancing her way around the room trying to find what she had came for. A few of my peers tried to stop her but they simply fell at her feet. When she had found her prize, a big, dusty old book, she danced her way to the spot she had appeared from, she twirled around gracefully in her heels, with the book in her hands and spoke,

"I am T'an-mo" she paused, "And you will desire me".

With that, she disppeared, leaving behind a puff of green smoke and a perfume of fresh flowers.

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day= Io sonno una bambina = I am a girl.

The Devil of Desire

I had a productive day today which is suprising since I expected to fall into my be-lazy routine since the summer scheme ended. I did sleep until like 1pm because my brain wouldn't quiet down til 3am last night. But I got up, had some tea and digestive biscuits (two buttered together) and then I recieved a phonecall with some good news (to be explained at a further date).

The phonecall put me in such a good mood, so I got into the shower and got ready and tidied up my room (which apparantley is shocking news). I also managed to make arrangements to see some friends and I even sorted out student finance for the upcoming uni year (i did have it half done but needed another ref number which I couldnt find). I also got to speak to my friend Becca whose wedding Im going to be in 4 weeks and 4ish days (shes counting..) lol.

I also downloaded ellie goulding's album, I have liked all her releases so far and thought it'd be worth a listen while I tidied up. I quite like it so I think Ill keep my eye on her releases and stuff for a while :).

So though it hasnt been a very exciting day, it has been productive for me. How was your day?

Also, I took a quiz late last night which was called "What is your demon name?" - I know it's a bit gay but that's what boredem does to you. My demon name is T'an-mo which is the name of The Devil of Desire. Bloody typical me I think most of you would agree :P.

Until tomorrow!
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Io non sonno l'uomo. Io sonno donna. = I am not a man. I am a woman.

Team Anita.

As I mentioned the other day, I was engrossed in a book. That book was one of the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series. My best friend and housemate introduced me to the series after we took a notion for vampire books (yes that includes twilight, but others such as the house of night and blue bloods series :P). She had read this series long before Twilight ever hit the shelves and for a year went on about how it was so much better. So when I told her I intended to read 50 books this year, she suggested I read the series cause there is like 20. So I agreed.

I actually started this attempt in November but life was too hectic back then for me to actually get into the series. But when I finally had the time to sit down and read the books I actually took a great liking for them. I couldn't wait for her to give me them all so I could get through the entire series. And I agree with her that they are much better than Twilight. Yes they have vampires and werewolves as you cant have one without the other, but it is much better written and involves other wereanimals and things that you wouldn't believe.

It's violent and sexy at the same time and Laurell K Hamilton is an amazing author, so my respect goes out to her. I have now finished the series (well until another book is released) and I cant wait for the next one! I am actually quite sad that I have to put the books down and read another 15 different ones to complete my list haha. I just wanted to tell you guys about it and start spreading the word because it's actually very good and definitely a worthwhile read. I will say this though, it isn't for the faint-hearted or the squeamish or the prudes. It does involve a lot of grusome descriptions and a hell of a lot of sexy steamy scenes. So if it sounds like your cup of tea, then the first book in the series is called Guilty Pleasures and it's by Laurell K Hamilton.

So yes. That's all I wanted to share today. As a bit of an avid-reader (at the best of times) I wanted to pass on my knowledge to you other bookaholics. You'll thank me later! Enjoy!

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Arrivederci = Goodbye.
p.s. COMMENT RAWR.

Amusing Things My Cat Does.

I am an absolutely shite blogger atm, my life is so boring that there isnt actually a singular thing my day that is blog-worthy right now. Upon researching "things to blog about" I was told, make a list, write about your favourite this, that or the other. And all sorts of silly things, so today I am going to make a list of things that my cats do and since I've got four, this could be a long list.

1. When I open a packet of crisps, she comes and sits on my lap until I give her one, or tries to snatch it out of my hand.
2. Sits in the sink and meows at me until I turn the tap on so she can drink the running water.
3. An alternative to the sink water is to dip her paw into a glass of water I have and lick it from her paw.
4. Follows me about the house when she wants attention.
5. Squeaks and runs away when you say their name.
6. Goes into the attic and meows loudly for attention, then when you try to find them, they arent there.
7. When they are at the windowsill and you cant be arsed to open the door so you open the window and they attempt to jump in/out of it.
8. When they can't get up to their food bowl, they scratch at the washing machine in order to get lifted up.
9. When you scratch behind their ear and their back leg starts moving as if they are scratching it themselves.
10. When they see a bird and meow really weirdly.
11. When they nudge their head or noses against you so that you'll scratch them.
12. When they attack the dog.
13. When they attack the wool that your mother is trying to knit with because they think its a play thing.
14. When you lift them and they sit across your shoulders or try to lie on your back even though you're standing up.
15. When they purr really loudly like a machine gun or a pigeon.

Okay, I'm going to stop before I end up looking like the old cat lady which I will no doubt be in about 50 years but cats are cool, so ner.

Btw, at least 5 of you managed to comment a while back and I would really appreciate it if you continued to comment on my blog as it's one of my 21 things to have blog commenters and stuff. I know my posts these days arent all that great but just write "Thats nice" or something will ye for gods sake. I feel like Im talking to nobody and analytics tells me otherwise, so comment you moose!!

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day: l'uomo = man. donna = woman.

Bollocks.

So I forgot about BEDA again cause I fail at life. I was planning on talking about how my volunteering thingy ended today and how I felt and stuff but Im late already and now I cba. I was engrossed in a book (number 34/50) and my mum hijacked the laptop for a while. So today's post is going to be a shite one, but I am going to share with you this very cute video that I found.

So enjoy!

Do tigers like catnip? Click here to find out!

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Buona Notte - Good night

Sometimes, I forget things.

Woooooooah. That was a lucky one. I have 30 mins to get this blog posted before it becomes tomorrow and I miss a day of BEDA. I think my forgetfulness is a sign of my growing old age haha.

And now that its gotten this late I have no idea what to blog about. Crapsicles. So my friend just popped up on msn and since he was being alive I asksed him what to blog about, his response was "blog about how the world is supposed to end in 2012 and how it's bullshit". When I told him I knew bugger all about it his next responses where as follows:

Write a poem about how useful paper is
Write a short story about Precilla the Meat Pie.
Talk about how unhealthy carbohydrates are in large quantities
Write three paragraphs about your favourite cloud.

So today's topics are as follows:

1. People are under the belief that the world will end in 2012. It won't. It was supposed to end in 2006. And whenever the solar eclipse happened and also when the millenium happened and aliens were coming to earth. We've made it this long I don't think just cause it's 2012 the world is going to end. Party at mine on 01/01/2013.
2. Paper is white, a wonderful sight, we can use it to write on and sometimes to shite on, paper is good, sometimes add sugar it can become food, paper is fine, this poem is so bad, pass me the wine!
3. Once upon a time there was a Pie, full of meat, called Priscilla. She had a boyfriend called Peter, who was a fork, shiny and silver. His best friend, Pierre was a knife, they cut her up and threw her in a tunnel of darkness. The End.
4. Carbodhydrates are bad in large quantities because they will clog your arteries and you will get fat and die.
5. My favourite cloud is white and fluffy and nice so I can sleep on it or make shapes out of it. I have no idea about clouds so three lines will have to suffice instead of paragraphs. Clouds are nice. But not when they are grey and rainy. White clouds are good.

So, yes, there you go, fun times. This was an interesting post, wasn't it?
Until tomorrow
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Io sonno povero! = I am poor. (I think that's right anyway..)