My Hamster is a Cannibal ( R.I.P Runny)

This is Runny my Hamster Yesterday my younger brother found her dead corpse in the cadge ( Sorry Runny) . It appears that Jumpy her sister had eaten her (mainly her head).

Runny liked to run in her wheel it was her favorite thing to do , all Runny wanted to do was run.She was a Good hamster and will be missed. (Epitaph)

Jumpy is now on 24 hour lock down as she is a Cannibal Killer.

Wild Horses

Todays lesson is do not ride horses..you may fall off and me in extreme pain like me ow ow ow! I went horse riding with my cousin yesterday , so we decided to go cantering through a feild ;well my horse went on way i went fling in the other direction..thus hitting my head on some rocks then bouncing onto my back oh and getting corn burn on the way if that is possible.

I got got back on though , you know what they say about falling off horses,what they fail to mention the pain the next day.

If you have nothing nice to say..

Me and my beautiful dog.

The Ring of the Devil.

We've all heard that if you have got nothing nice to say don't say it at all... Well i've tried this and it's boring, i don't want to be nice today so i'm just going to bitch... So after me 1,2,3 If you've got nothing nice to say, say it all!

I'm enraged today, i have to find a job (other than my modelling ) in order to pay my bills how depressing i hate to work for other people it's dogs cocks. The bills by the way are my ex's fault i split with him about a month and and a half ago ( no oh i'm sorry's please) i really don't care i am dead inside, he sucked the life out of me he was what i refer to as a soul stealer. Boring , possessive and vain .. all negative energy.. I mean who hides your passport so you cant do a modelling job- answer nobody who is'nt one sandwich short of a picnic.

Today's Idiom-if someone is one sandwich short of a picnic, they are stupid or crazy After talking to him for about 10 minutes I decided he was definitely one sandwich short of a picnic.

My mum says i fell for the blue eyes, probably true but i truly believe he is the devil, he has ruined my life and i wish i had never met him. Everyone says this right? But it's true he was bad news for me. I am a free spirit and i can never be controlled; i was engaged to him and i know if i had married him it would have been the biggest mistake of my life. Children would be the next thing then i would certainly be trapped. I was Trapped living with him in London for around a year, i went to work where i was a tutor of English for young children who i really miss :-( . I would do my modelling castings and assignments but there would be so many questions over and over again i thought my head would explode, where have you been?, who were you with? were there boy's there? were there girls there? Did you have sex with them? you are a lesbian! you are a bitch! you look like a hooker! you cant wear that, not thin enough! Why are you eating that!

He would check my emails,my myspace, internet history, phone. Who have you been talking to? who's that?you get any emails today? He would google me which i find a little strange as i lived with him and he could see me everyday why not just ask me to see my new photos i would have shown him? i guess it was a control thing. So i changed my passwords one day... he was enraged and i knew why , but he couldn't say because he knew i knew... game over RETARD.From then on my mum check my emails ...but he soon cottoned on to this...every time she rang , what was she saying? what was going on? to the point my mum knew not to ring whilst he wasn't at work because it was to much aggravation.

He hid my passport so i couldn't go to a job in Spain cos he thought in his tiny little brain i would have "gang bang" his favorite accusation with the models ect going on the trip. He told me i had lost it on a trip we had been on before , and he was horrible to me about it for ages.. and he knew he had it...one day i was doing some washing and i found my it in the bottom of his bag it was hidden it fell out when i turned it upside down...i confronted him but i was the one who was wrong of course i shouldn't have been in his bag!! I'm not sure if it's illegal to steal someones passport but i'm pretty sure it is wrong and generally not acceptable in society.

It was very hard being away form my best friends while i was away from home, i knew models ect from work and my work friends.. but i wasn't aloud to go to many parties, in the end i did not ask i just threw the invites away it was more trouble than it was worth.My best friends came to visit sometimes, but this man has no social skills he can not interact like a normal human being and was subsequently rude and ignorant to my friends to the point of awkwardness.

I went on a job to Mexico and America... He hit the roof when he found out oh the Questions! I have a pay as you go phone so i could only send text and i emailed but he wouldn't reply because that wasn't good enough! i managed to talk to him twice on the phone i was there for five days you understand that's not so bad right?
I had left him with my dog which made concerned , because he is actually jealous of my dog because i loved my dog so much... It's sad but when i lived him my dog was my only friend oh and the postman, very low.he would lock my dog in the kitchen so he couldn't sit with me, kick him, sometimes if i had the dog on my lap i could see him giving him the evil eye. How can you be jealous of a dog?
Anyway i was concerned because i knew he wouldn't look after him properly..he didn't he left him for two days whilst he went fishing.. this breaks my heart..poor Kaiser.
I was also really panicked because of him and i don't know why! I was having panic attacks , i literally felt like i was going to die. I emailed my mum to tell her to get hold of him to explain i'm in the desert or on the road and Mexico has no phones full stop.. i cant ring ive tried my best! He was awful to my mother he made her cry..this breaks my heart. I wasnt a very good model becaeuse i was worried , the job was ruined my pictures are not that great..

When i came home i went straight to work , he didnt pick me up as usual...i walked home in the rain in the dark.. i came home to an empty flat some lights on a window open i knew had been closed.. i rang my mum i was terrified there was an intruder... for half an hour i was on the phone crying to her...he jumped out from under the bed ... i was petrified to my core..it really wasnt funny to me...considering he has the largest collection of horror films you have ever seen and thinks murder, violence and rape is funny...most peoples fiances would meet them at the airport with a smile i know i would.

The straw that broke the camel back...was when he been calling me a bitch and a prostitute for too long.. he came up with something new i was a scrounger( somone who doesnt pay their way), i payed for half of everything...i did Everything.. he didnt have to lift a finger..i bought everything he was too tight.. how could he call me this... all the money i had went into us... he saved all his money for god knows what i guess that is easy when im paying for everything.


I had to much my Dad came to rescue me with my brother, and my boss came to help me move. I took everything even though i felt terrible leaving him with nothing , i did it out of principle for what he called me , i literally owned everything.i left him with two mugs a plastic fork and a mattress(mine but i didn't want it).That's all he owned .Scrounger?

Now i'm back home which is good but i can't go to so many castings ,i get rang up with jobs i can't go to it's frustrating..i'm stuck paying half the rent on a flat i don't live in..no money..so that why i'm getting a job so i can save up enough money ... maybe to leave and never come back which is what i feel like doing at the moment.

I thought i would sell my engagement ring on ebay because i can't bear to keep it..no one seems to want to but it , perhaps they can feel the bad karma coming off it?

So there is my nothing nice, over and out.

About me

Ok i dont want to write anything boring here because lets face it you are not going to read it you are already distracted so i just made some lists it's eaiser.I'll let you know that yes i am a model but i am not mentally retarded i have a degree from the University of Teesside yeah thats right! Bsc Criminology major Psychology Minor ,Screw you Oxford. Oh Above see Fake me & Real me.

Here the lists of i like and dislike you judge what you think about me-

Things i like-
Looking At Freaks Of Nature** Watching Programmes With Sugery**Throwing Cats With Michelle**Yorkshire Terriers** Mocking Hannah's Dead Dog**Exotic beaches**Peones**Pink Roses**Whisky**Steak**Kos**Parmo's**Kissing**People who smile**Sunday Dinner**My Family**Being in Love**Serial Killers**Zombies**Logs**Rollerskates**Being in the Sun**Pirates**Cheese**Super Ted Vitamins**Ardvarks**North Yorkshire**Badgers**Middlesbrough**Red Wine**Dancing**Really Bad Disco Music**Giants**Trying to get to the other side of the room without touching the floor**Shoes**Doctor Who**The Smell of Petrol**

Things i dislike-
Spiders**Cats**Cat Food**Eating Fish**Ouzo**Cinnamon**Ignorance**Repitition**Bats**Moths**Robots**Call Centers in Bombay**Those Wheely Trainer things Kids have**Loud sudden noises**Fire Works**Bad Manners**Smokers**Dennis Rodman**Pete Burns**Pee Wee **Herman Spicey Food**Bannanas**Road Sweepers**Ham**Football**Smoked anything**Windy Days**Being Cold**Ex Boyfriends**Stupid People**Sharks**Rushing to get ready**


I don't think i'm really gonna put many of my modeling pics if any on here, because this is about what i think , BUT if you think you want to look at them see- www.myspace.com/daisy_dolly
and if you want to throw things at me come see me on facebook ; i'm usally on both at the same time. And no i dont talk on MSN so dont ask i'm not that strange, talking on Msn is like being a drug dealer.

To Blog or Not to Blog , that is the question...?

My Mum brought an article from the Times newspaper home which she had taken out of her bosses newspaper, we were reading through it and thought yes this blogging thing sounds like a bright idea actually.We spend 90% of our time on laptops anyway why not make it 100% But is this really a good idea? obviously i decided yes , but you are going to see my whole life, that's a bit scary right? that's like standing naked in the middle of the street shouting look at me look at me! Then i was more likely to do that than not at all so blog it is!



My name is Bianca Daisy and i am addicted to the Internet, there should be support groups for this , actually i'm sure there is I'll go and Google it later. I'm addicted to facebook& Myspace, now i have just gone on to hard core drugs BLOGGING , its like i was addicted to cocaine and Speed now im on the heroin; yes blogging can be my filthy heroin. No i don't want to do to rehab, i'm in denial until i get athritus in my fingers, then maybe ill ween my self off or so you think; i'll secretly be googeling a way to see what other recreational websites i can abuse.....

Ok first things first i don't pretend i can spell and i am aware there is spell check on this thing but i find checking spelling tedious sorry.

Lesson of the day- Never chop onions with your eyes closed no matter how much your eyes sting, you could chop your finger off or cut your self a bit.