Blimey, I've run out of chocolate craze/Diet time

SHOCK

HORROR

I've lost my craving for chocolate!!!! Seriously..i dont know why. I woke up this morning to the sounds of birds tweeting in my four poster kingsize bed, bathed as usual, ate breakfast prepared by my loving slaves mater and pater..

Hmph okay exaggeration , but the truth isn't that far out... I woke up this morning as usual after 5 hours of sleep, summoned by mater to clean the house before the inspectors came ( I dont know why we have inspectors coming to our house.), was forced to make The Five Year Old Zizzi style spagghetti for breakfast, forgot I wasn't fully clothed when the inspector came in, got told off for pointing fingers at the Five Year Old after he spat out my spagghetti,

I think I've lost the plot here.

So anyway i dont like the taste of chocolate anymore..it just doesn't work for me..it's lost its zing, you know, that je-ne-sais-pas-quoi..

Could be the figure perfect models in the Facebook pictures i was looking at. All long limbe-d and flawless skinne-d.

Ah yeah..I think thats it. Diet time.

Mango..x

Christmas,Penguins, Bermudology,Tiger Woods and whatever random stuff i can fit in this title

Its nearly Christmas!! Merry crimbo in advance to everyone.

Christmas also means 2009 is almost over, which sort of frightens me. [Does anyone else remember all the Millenium hubbub? Yeah? Well that was ten years ago!!We're all slowly dying]

En plus, this is the first Christmas where I've actually had a job, which puts pressure on me to actually buy well thought out presents.

Unfortunately this rules out the easy option:

-brother 1. socks

-brother 2. socks

-sister 1. socks, pink.

-parents: generic scarvey glovey things.

In a moment of pure genius and sheer selflessness, however, I've decided to be less stingey and buy proper presents..."joint" presents..I come up with the idea, and the parents pay! Perfect!And,, still in the spirit of christmas I've signed up to volunteer at a Christmas shelter for homeless people ( HINT HINT, we need more volunteers!www...hang on, forgot link). ...I've just realised, though, that I'm not entirely sure what Ive gotten into. For instance, item three on the itenary reads

"make breakfast, talk to guests"

With my amazing -ish conversation skills I will probably end up telling the homeless guests all about my new world view Bermudology, which holds that the world is flat and outer space is just a mirage from the US government( who else), who hung up fairy lights as so called stars in the sky ..

( and also conveniently invented time zones, before any smartypant pedants who may be reading this ask.).

Ha ha. I see that I'm not getting out of my little fantasy mood any time soon, not since reading Shade's Children by Garth Nix- the ultimate fantasy escapism novel..you can read an excerpt herehttp://search.barnesandnoble.com/Shades-Children/Garth-Nix/e/9780064471961#EXC.

To any fellow lovers of alternate universes, Garth Nix is waaayy better than Philip Pullman, James Patterson, or Anthony Horowitz!

For any non lovers of alternate universes, please ignore that and I'll get back to Christmas.

Ah Christmas..a time for the idiotic media attacks on sports celebrities, the rigged betting over the UK's Christmas no1 ( YESS RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE!!) and shops raising prices like we dont know they just do it to make January sales look good..*rolls eyes*. New year is probably more important though, with all the resolutions, and new you's and dumping exes ( and getting a new one right on top of the Eiffel tower at the stroke of midnight- *cue more eye rolling*) to think of. I would talk about mine, except

im too lazy

and also

too sleepy

But more on this tomorrow...and I promise to even include something about the penguins!

xx Mango, or Chocolate, its been so long ive forgotten my little code name

Read this Only if you Want to Die Laughing

So mango has been doing some extensive research on the correlation between consuming foods that are high in estrogen and body shape. While researching she found this post on a blog:

"How do I Dress My Pear Shape.

For the pear shaped amount it is best to accession the absorption to your high physique with ablaze colours on top and darker shades beneath the waist. You wish humans to be focused on the face and shoulders, acceptable a beyond apprehension and appearance off that authentic waist.

Your basal bisected is hardly beyond than your top, you can abrasion hardly looser applicable clothes on top after any problem. However, adapted acme attending abundant on you as well. Blouses with a lot of detailing, acme in all sorts of prints with lighter and brighter colours, or textured fabrics.

Look for acme that accord you a added chest attending such as necklines that are scooped, v’d, boxlike or angled this will advice draw absorption to your face. Jeans that are flared or with a added leg this will advice adumbrate those added thighs and break abroad from bound skirts they will alone appearance every ambit or bang and cone-shaped jeans are a audible no, no.

A-line skirts consistently attending acceptable on the pear shaped physique and you can go for the beeline leg jeans with a attenuate heel for the slimmer leg look, but be accurate to abstain beefy shoes. Stick to blanket about dresses and authority waists this will advice alloy in the hip line."

It looks like a lot to read until you look through it and realize it makes no sense
HAHA! Who on earth wrote this?

Xo Mango & Chocolate oX

Living a lie

Who is that boy?

And is He looking this way?

Is He staring at me?

Please tell me He’s not gay

My eyes try not to stray

Maybe I should say hey

Oh great He’s walking away

Next time, I say

Here He comes again

Now’s my chance to bargain

My way into His heart with my charm

With only my heart at risk of harm

I approach like I’m walking on fragile glass

I feel a clench on my arm and what is it now?

It’s that annoying kid in my pre-calc class

And while we talk I watch Him pass

Maybe it’s all good anyway

I mean I really had nothing to say

And if He cares He’ll find a way

Now I’ll pretend I’m okay

I’ll lie in my bed and call Him stupid

I’ll even curse damn cupid

After all he gave me the curse of love first

But is it possible to love a stranger?

I guess I’ve been living a lie.

Xx Confused Crushed Chocolate xX

Nothing is broken ( right)?

Does it ever slightly annoy you when people go around variously moaning, writing, or singing about how their heart is "broken"? If you are anything like me you've probably been as nice as you could while secretly feeling smug about your own life; how you're too smart, too strong, too independent.
Because why should another individual, a foreign mixture of genetics who is totally alien to you and so completely unnecessary for your own survival, have control over your circulatory system? They shouldnt be able to make your head hurt and your chest hurt and your heart beat slowly. They shouldnt be able to make you feel deprived of oxygen. They shouldn't have any effect at all, or this is what I ( and maybe you) think even while handing the comforting chocolate bar to a forlorn friend.

But life have a way of catching up on you..er I mean me..even the things you think you'll never do. Our experiences are so common as human beings..we should never think we could never feel what someone else felt because we are capable of doing anything. Condemn the germans in the '4os for sitting by and allowing Hitler to rule..if we were in their place, would we have spoken up, paid with our lives? If we were white colonialists in the 1800s, would we have been disgusted at the thought of black slaves?

I digress..largely coz Im trying to avoid having to admit to anything . To say that anyone else had the power to hurt me...but he did, and I suppose I do feel like crying on someones shoulder and drowning my self in chocolate bars. I guess I'm more ..empathetic ( I wish the university admissions officers could read this) now that I belatedly realise I'm not on an exalted podium of smugness above everyone else.

But one thing I refuse to accept. Like that inspired Jordin Sparks person said ( is her last name really Sparks though?? what are the chances?)
Just give it a moment. To realise nothing's broken.

No broken hearts then. To be honest we wouldnt have worked anyway. Us two, we'd have made two halves of a whole idiot...as they say, on Fairly Odd Parents.
0 Mango 0

Hello Seatle Fireflies in The Vanilla Twilight

What's my new obsession with Owl City!!?? I heard this guy listening to Fireflies on a school computer and decided to listen to it when i got home, i totally fell in love with it. This guy is amazing honestly. He has the cutest lines in his songs like:

1. Time together isn't ever quite enough
When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time --- The Saltwater Room

2. The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly -- Vanilla Twilight

3. Please take a long hard look through your textbook 'cause I'm history -- Cave in

4. Chills run down my spine,
As our fingers entwine
And your sighs harmonize with mine
Unmistakably
I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me -- If my Heart was a House

5. Circle me and the needle moves gracefully
Back and forth
If my heart was a compass you'd be north
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall
Wherever you go
If my heart was a house you'd be home -- If my Heart was a House

6. To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell -- Fireflies


I really love these songs so give them a chance please :) It's really hard for me to listen to them now because i think i have a crush on the guy who introduced me to owl city and he doesn't really care that i exist..So here, take them and listen to them for me :)
Xx Chocolate xX

Ben Franklin Bridge from my eyes

Hey guys! I took these pictures of the Ben Franklin bridge a few months ago. I've been meaning to share. It's weird how even the most constant things in our lives can suddenly turn beautiful. By the way, you can click on them to get a much bigger view. You'll appreciate them better when they're bigger. :)


Xx Chocolate xX

Life Is Beautiful..

Hello unnamed ( nonexistent) readers.

I dont have much to say, except that I thought I'd be a little positive today. Not rant. Or blame. Or complain.
Because theres chocolate in the world, you know? Haagen Daz and Ben and Jerry's and Krispy Kremes. Marshmallows and rainbows. Sunsets. The warmth of that special person's hug...
Im so soppy today.
But really..

Be happy...life is a babe..
o Mango o

PS: the pic on the right was taken in one of my favourite spots.

Pigs do fly!!

Hey people! i've been meaning to update for such a long time but i'm taking AP physics and its sooooooooooooooo hard! and i haven't had the time..BUT
on my way into pennsylvania a couple weeks ago i saw the most beautiful cloud formations, including one that looked kinda like a flying pig i swear!! LOL! and there was one that looked like 2 tornadoes!! and i had my handy cellphone on me, so i got some pictures.

X Chocolate X

Life is such a drag..

I'm ill. Even after weeks of holding off hugging my sniffing contemporaries and telling my family to stay away from me, I still caught their stupid bug. And not even a cup of cocoa or some warm chicken soup to cheer me up...no, I'm lying on the floor in my dads oversize jumper and three sets of clothes, thinking about all those dirty dishes. And how life is unfair.

I am not happy.

I am also angry at everyone who has ever not returned someone elses feelings. It should be illegal! To lead someone on! If you don't like them! It happens so much - its almost like how you always want the thing you can't have , except turned on its head so you never want the things you can have. Its sad aint it...I usually side with the villains in the movies, but in love stories I'm such a sucker for the cute/geeky guy who cant get the girl's love:(

Hey at this point I'd like to give my opinion on the Taylor Swift/Kanye West thing. Since we're talking love stories I mean; - I thought it was hilaaaaarious! Because I always like the bad guy..Even though theres been all this talk that it was a setup? Coz it was kind of weird how Taylor and Beyonce showed up at the end wearing the same colour dress/..hmm
ooh and I saw this really funny picture on www.thestudentroom.co.uk of Kanye on the moon going to Neil Armstrong: "I'm sorry man and Im gonna let you finish, but we all know Russia had one of the best space programs of all time!"
Hahahaha.
You may not find this even remotely funny as I did but for some reason it cracks me up.

Yeah anyway what was I saying? Oh yeah..put all the heartbreakers in JAIL! Right next to the stupid boys who never call you back and blow hot and cold all the time! And torture them...grind their bones...behead them...arghhhhhh

Rotten Mango 0
EDIT: I dont know why I cant add pictures so you can see how miserable i am!

2nd EDIT: Okay, so I did get the cocoa and the chicken soup in the end.

Odd frenchmen, Taylor Lautner, and Ze Midnight Lover

Ha. I had almost decided I would never need to blog again - not now that school's in and there are so many more people to actually physically talk to. But eating a little too much chinese soup in the park has burnt off the roof of my mouth and tongue so here I am! yay.
See eating chinese in the park is a -how do you say - habit. Ahem. People have called it an addiction but really isn't life too short for unnecessary words?
Its like those chavs at school who get drunk every friday after a big test? I just sent in my uni application to Cambridge School of Medicine so I had a chinese binge( on my own. as marita( yes you!) has the ridiculousest friday timetable) to make me feel better.

((And chocolate is nowhere near:( ))

But even with all my friends deserting me I havent been lonely - i havent lost my famous touch for attracting the um...less...normal?(im trying my best with this politically correct thing). Yes, reality challenged people tend to find me all the time. This latest was a french guy at Wilkinson's I could have taken a picture of, if i was chocolate. He was a midget( is that pc?).
Well he was really short., like three feet tall. But! and this is a big but (HEHE) he looked exactly like marques houston! It was soo freaky...especially when it became obvious that he was hitting on me.. in french?
all i wanted to know was where the kids schoolbags were...

Still as weirdos go he was a step up - one level up -from the usual stinky guy on the bus. So I must be on an upward curve- I wonder how many more levels till I get Taylor Lautner...
Oooooooooooooooooh
Although is it me being paranoid or is he getting whiter? The only thing I noticed about the first twilight movie was how good he looked, so maybe Im not imagining things for once.hmm. Michael Jackson comes to mind ( rip. i love him.)

Speaking of celebrities, Ive been walking around looking like that little molly kid from annie..with a Big Curly Fringe. Its the in thing, really, forget adopting kids from Malawi or boyfriend shorts want to be popular?get a fringe, like me! esp if it means less weird weirdos..
Even my dad noticed The Fringe..(to understand the significance of this, youd need to know that my dad is usually selectively blind to changes in appearance. Sometimes even big things like multi coloured hair extensions.)

Aah this post is going on too long..and I havent even got started on The Boy Who Must Not Be Named who kept me up till 2. 30 am last night,,
Not a midnight lover, not exactly, although for the trouble I nearly got into with my mom he might as well have been..
Ah you have to love being young.
o Mango o

I love talking to strangers on unicycles!!!

So on my way back home from Pennsylvania i saw this guy on a unicycle! We drove past him and i wanted a picture of him so badly :D..I made my sister turn the car around and i yelled out the window "Excuse me! Do you mind if i take a picture of you please!". He was the nicest guy ever. The big picture on the left is of him getting on his cycle, it's so tall he has to use a pole to climb on!!! And the one at the bottom is of him riding away! What a sweet guy..i shoulda gotten his name :D





x Chocolate x

THAI THAI THAI!!

Soo....after being kept up till 4.30 am by a guy whose name i shall not mention, one would think i'd get the whole day to sleep right? Wrong!!! I had to go to a local retirement home and play bingo (the best game to play when you're tired) with old ladies that never remember my name or my face...or anything really. But i think i love them. Oh gosh there was this guy, i wish i got a picture of him. He was playing an accordion wearing a sequined tin soldier suit! I was afraid i'd get sued by the establishment if i took a picture.
So ditching the retirement home i went to have lunch with a good friend at some thai restaurant! LOL! oh gosh i couldn't understand what the waiter was saying. For the longest time it was like he was speaking in a different language! I just kept saying yes whenever he said anyting but i somehow managed to order and amazing meal!! And there was an eye on my plate! but when my food was finished i realized it was a DUCK! yay! And then we rolled out the bills ( dollar bills not duckbills ;D)
Took some pictures while i was waiting for my friend. oh oh and! i was stuck in the middle of the road between the left and right lane! i almost died!!!!

x Chocolate x

Facebook Patches, anyone?

So I've finally arrived on the blogging scene after years of denial - under the pseudonym mango, no less. And, lets face it, mango isn't so bad as far as references to skin colour go. Ask anyone who's gone through years of being called yellow pawpaw . Even though the word mango reminds me of a certain Someone - ahem - that chocolate ( chocolate? she doesn't even like chocolate ice cream!) also knows...

But anyway. On to more important questions - like why I'm suddenly writing again , after years of tearing up my diaries and breaking all ties with writing and dropping English ( yuck). I think one simple reason is I've finally gotten off my lounge seat (read: very messy bed) and done the undoable - changed my facebook login password, security question, alternate email etc. With my eyes shut. And some help from the copy and paste keys.

My facebook free diet has lasted for about an hour, and I'm already having withdrawal symptoms. You know you're hooked when, instead of typing in the url for that important e- mail you're supposed to be checking you suddenly realize you re somehow on facebook...and one hour passes..two hours.. five..! But denied that, my fingers are itching to do something so - forced by 'chocolate' (hehe) I'm doing what everyone does - boring potentially zillions but probably a lot less readers with my random thoughts.

It would be sooo much easier if I could just buy an anti addiction facebook patch...
o Mango o..hehe

The stranger

I was on my way home from work when i noticed this cute guy hanging on the other side of the street.
Dark hair.. A bunch of thoughts ran through my head like "is he staring at me?" but i decided to push them to the back of my mind. I always think that way - I'm paranoid. So I continued waiting for my supposedly every 6 minutes bus, clutching my worn out oyster card ,that ol' ticket to freedom.

"Hey", he said. He was standing right beside me. How did he cross the street that fast?!
I needed to get this daydreaming thing under control.
"Hey",was my reply. Articulate, as usual.
"Um." An akward pause. "So...you dont have a boyfriend do you?"
What the...?? This is usually the part where I take off my shoes and well er
who am i kidding? I'll try that sentence again.
This is usually the part where I start to mentally berate myself for being the loser with YOU HAVE NO BOYFRIEND written in fairy lights on my forehead. And then think up some excuse to get away from the embarassment - pretend to answer my phone which is ringing on silent, begin speaking a mixture of french and ibo so I sound like a tourist, wave at some car in the distance....then
His eyes. Woah. Blue.
So I said: 'No..er..I don't."
He pressed on, smiling slightly. Dimples."So.. can we get to know each other then?"
I hesitated, stuck between the somewhat insulting assumption and well...his eyes. And my own freaking shyness.
Then I said "No... I don't think so", to the consternation of my personal floating-atop-my-head- tom- and - jerry - style - mini - winged - devil. Who was screaming at me: wth are you doing?!

He looked at me in ( embarrassment?), apologised for my time, and left. Then the bus was round the corner, and I got on.

Did i do the right thing?
o Mango o

To flirt or not to flirt?

So i met this new guy,
And he's really shy
And he's totally cute,
And also astute
The best part is he doesn't know it,
And gosh I'm trying so hard not to blow it
So many things could go wrong,
The list is so freaking long
But how do i live if i don't try,
I wouldn't like to regret and cry

To flirt or not to flirt?
XchocolateX

Getting Started! Yippie!

So i've tried blogging a million times before and just when i thought i'd give up, my bestie Mango had a fantabulous idea of starting a blog together!! This way when i don't have time to get on here she can update it, and vice versa. Let me introduce myself: HI! i'm chocolate, and as my name implies i can be brown, white, sweet, or dark ;).
My bestie, Mango, is just as tangy as she sounds! And together we'll take you places you've never been before. We'll let you preview our books , and we'll also share exclusive secrets with you.
Get a taste of us and our ripe lives!