About Me
Hello. My name's Stacy, with no "e". I actually don't really give a toss if you do spell my name with an "e". Everybody has something about themselves they have to moan about, so I thought I would too. I like meat too much, so I can't be a vegetarian, but I am allergic to dairy products. Now I have two things I can moan about! I'm not Morrissey.
If you really want to know about me then I suppose I'm not exactly the show-off type, but I'm not that quiet either. What I mean is that, I’m not shy, but I'm not interested in being the centre of attention. Other people are more successful and better paid at it than me.
I like the smell of rain, and tinned tomatoes remind me of the Devonshire town of Plymouth.
I come from Lancing in West Sussex. My mum still lives there, with the dog.
I like hummus. Maybe, too much. I eat it quite a lot. And Pot Mash. I used to like Marmite, but gone off that recently. And I like Dr Who. Tom Baker has that really mental scarf. It's well long and stripey. The tin dog got on my nerves though.
I also like to people-watch, I don't get addicted to Big Brother like some people. I do laugh at the twats on it though. I also like being English. I’m not racist, sexist or fascist, but I think it's stupid people getting irrate about saying you’re English, Scottish, Irish, or Welsh instead of just "British". The English are English, the Scottish are Scottish, etc… Now, piss off.
When I was little I wanted to be an actress and got into university to study it, but turned it down to do Art History and Fine Art. Now I’m poor.
I like buying girly toiletries, but rarely use them because I put them away and then can't find them. And, lots of people tell me I have amazing blue eyes. I think they just mean they're really bright. I do wear contact lenses, but they're clear ones.
I also get nervous when I'm excited. This is annoying because I get the shakes, which is WELL embarrassing. I go red and get hot. Toasty. I do like The Beach Boys rather a lot too.
Really. I love those guys, with their Hawaiian shirts and sandles. They represent everything I want out of life. Dennis was the only surfer, but we won't hold it against them. I can't surf either, although extremely funny to watch.
And I want one of these. A 1971 Ford Capri RS 2600.
So I dance like this in it.
And that's all that I can think of, for now... Oh, yeh and I'm dating a Kiwi (meaning a boy from New Zealand, not the fruit).
