LIFE: by Tailia Santo many years ago

Life is GREAT
No it really IS!!!
But I'm being sarcastic
By taking the PISS.

Life is just BOLOX
And gets on my TITS!
It gets right up my arse hole
Coz it's total and utter SHIT.

But it'll get BETTER :-)
Life's what YOU make!!!
All will get SORTED
At least I hope for fuck's sake.

Our live's is SWEET
Our live's are a touch
Unlike other poor gits
Whose live's are well rough.

So look on the bright side
Don't give yourself licks
Go make it PUKKA
You pessimistic old pricks!!!

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Virtual Worlds Addict, by Tailia Santo 2011!!!!

I feel I'm being taken over
Possessed yes some might say,
By the electronic world that lingers
And is slowly finding its way.

Slipping into the real world
Like the matrix with its Neo,
As virtual worlds are muscling in
The real worlds throne they throw.

I have come accustomed
To the attention seeking mode,
And find myself compelled to tweet
And go down the facebook road.

My blackberry once a blessing
To keep my life on track,
But now I think I'd be better off
If I were addicted to smoking crack.

My hands they are a twitching
And reaching for my phone,
In the hope that I might welcome
Any attention from my virtual home.

When I see no flashing red light
Winking at me there,
I feel a sense of "no one loves me"
And I slip into despair.

I have to brake my habit
Its come too much to take,
I have to take a phone holiday
To give myself a brake.

It surely isn't healthy
I know that much is true,
That I've attached emotion
To a world that is virtual.

As I step into the real world
And see blessings galore,
I recognise I've been nothing more
Than an attention seeking whore.

Until I have controlled it
And got my shit 2gether,
The strings that hold me there
I've found the strength to sever.

I'm sure I'll have my re-bounds
And pop in from time to time,
But every faith of breaking free
Keep my high spirits fine.

So farewell to the fakeness
Goodbye tweeps & pokes,
What a ride its been for sure
But for now
"That's all folks".

Toodaloo....
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Common Sense.

I didn't write this, my friend forwarded it to me and I found it so funny I wished to share it on my blog.
Happy giggles peeps!!

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Obituary printed in the London Times - Interesting and sadly rather true.
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The Muay Thai to Boxing transition

One of the hurdles I have to tackle is my long history with Muay Thai boxing.
Muay Thai boxing involves kicking, any part of the body, knee's, elbows and all sorts. I remember my Thai boxing trainer once saying that the aim of the game is to simply obliterate the opponent’s entire body. It's all attack attack attack.
So with the switch to boxing everything changes. Like with my stance where as previously I would be on my toes, getting ready for a kick or to defend any kicks with my shins now I am having to keep my feet firmly on the ground strong and solid.
My guard has to stay up at all times where as with Thai I could be lazy at times and let me long legs do most of the work.
This I find has been the most challenging hurdle with my training for models fight night because my old ways are natural to me and I have to unlearn what I know so well.
I do love to learn and test myself and my limits and I am enjoying the challenge, BRING IT ON.
I've been told this makes me more dangerous that although I am taking it seriously it is also all play and fun for me. Life is one big game and I am playing it to the end.

My training progress!!

I am really enjoying my training for Models Fight UK. It has given me a new focus and determination in my life. I now believe that having a goal and a something to focus my attention on has benefits that I underestimated before now.
In the past I have often found myself a little lost with the direction in which I am going with my life and at times steer off course but I have found that having just this one significant goal to focus on has over spilled in other aspects of my life to help me stay focused and on course.
Of course the health benefits are a massive plus as my body is feeling fitter and stronger which in turn keeps my head strong too.
I am one of those girls whom other girls hate because I don't actually need to keep fit, I am just naturally very slim as I have a very high metabolism and tend to keep my weight really low without actually having to do anything however I am also mutually aware of the fact that perhaps I will not be graced with this LUCK forever and at some point age will kick in and things might start expanding and drooping in places I would prefer things not to haha.
I have for some time now had every intention to get back into fitness so that I will keep fit and maintain a good physique for my later years but intentions are just that, intentions and unfortunately lots of other things got in the way of me actually following them through and so having signed up for the Models Fight Night has given me the MUST that I needed to get motivated.
I actually trained as a personal trainer with the YMCA a few years back and so I frustrate myself because I have all the knowledge but lack the motivation to back it up so now my fitness knowledge is really being put into good use. I know that if I were to do some form of exercise every day for six months after this time my body would have to continue to train every day for the rest of my life, it would become a way of life, a natural inbuilt mechanism that is as natural as breathing. This is the place I vision myself in after the event in September.

Model's Fight Night

My latest news is that I have signed up for a boxing match on september 1st at an event called models fight night. Its all for an amazing cause to raise money for the Katie Piper foundation. There is also a tv show being made for sky which is exciting stuff :-))))
I've really been training hard and I can feel the amazing benefits to getting back into the swing of fitness, I do declare I have been a little lazy of late but now I am back on it like super tonic and loving it loving it loving it, tee hee hee.
I started Muay Thai boxing 16years ago and the hardest part of the boxing training is having to unbreak old habits for example the stance for boxing is a lot different to that of Muay Thai and I am having to learn a whole new worls of dodgeing and diving alongside having to resist the natural impulse to kick, knee and elbow which I am finding the hardest task of all grrr When I am confronted with an apponent I go into fight or flight mode and its as if my body just takes over and the hits come from all over the gaff, from all my body parts lol, I am having to be very dissiplined and keep certain body parts to myself.
wish me luck guys x x x