So you think you know everything there is to know about the world.......how people live there lives, what there all about. Your wrong, You see what you wanna see and like most you hear what you wanna hear......For example If someone asked me if I was alright and I replied yes thanks im fine how are you......does that mean im really fine?

You would carry on talking as if everything is all good because of the fact that ive said yes im fine, but did you listen to the tone in which i said it? If you did how did I sound? Did i sound like i was really fine? or did i sound like i said i was fine because i dont think you'll really wana stand there and listen to me go on about how im not actually as fine as i seem......ha ha well guess you'll never know ay......WOMEN!!!! lol

So hi im Amz and im guna do my best to keep you entertained and laughing, though i do apologise if in some place it gets a bit serious and nitty lol but come on im a woman and with out a bit of seriousness or a little bit of a rant there would just be know cause for our exsistance, as these are the ways of a women. so serious bit out the way first heres the part about me:

Eyes are the key to the soul

So she hides behind the depth of her hat to shade the world from figuring her out all at one. Its natural to think you know someone before you actually do but admerable to get to know them properly, before passing haste judgement on which your opinion could well change in due time according to the attention you pay to there character.

Brought up without a father and no solid father figure I grew up to respect the life style and truelly appreciate a womens worth, something in which even most women dont fully understand, hense the fact that some of them parade round in some resembulance to that of a prostitute, belittling themselves at the mersey of a man in order to try and fill that space in the heart and soul which inevitably feels empty or incomplete. Having the experience of being brought up as a single child for so many years with it being just me and my mother for so long it became hard to contemplate ever letting anyone into 'our' family as it would be precieved as intruding and invading the space and bond inwhich my mother and i shared, Selfish as this may seem, but reliant on my mother and at an early age became streetwise, allowing such events like a man coming into my mothers life were hard to understand.

At just 6 years old i rebelled for the first time, bright for my age I was none to keen on the idea of women giving up there time inorder to spend it or as I saw it waste it with a man. This idea spun from the web that my father walked out once the news was put to him that before long it would become public knowledge that my mother was expecting, this by far one of the worse act I believe possible for a human to do on an emotional scale, To walk away from your own child with no remorse of doing so and before they've even had a shot at living, not having even the slightest bit of contact with them and disapearing as it would seem from the face of the earth in hope that they wont turn up on your door step in years to come, though it takes strength of character and strength of mind to carry such an act out, The weakness in there heart and consciounce astounds me for the shear fact that to be able to do such an act is to not have a heart, well in the eye of the beholder it would feel this way.

Not long turned 6, Steve now my stepdad first walked ito my mothers life, Young and cocky with a spring in his step I didnt like, I was polite but weary waiting for him to make a false move and for my mum to ring the bell....ding ding strike your out and for us to go back to the way it was...the way i new, Soon it became clear that i would have to make some adjustments to my way of living and find the power inside to create space for yes a man. The only man till this point i had willingly accepted in to my life was my grandad and even then i grabbed his nose and pulled his hair at every given oppotunity lol which often resulted in me being thrown on the sofa and being tickled to death. Needless to say it wouldnt be so affectionate or easy for a man ultimatly seen as an intrudor at this point.