Wednesday, 12 May 2010
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Could listen to Mark Watson all day.
Hello crazy bored people who seem to find me amusing!
How are we all today?
Well, I have had an interesting couple of days!
Rhianna has now left to go to Tokyo and beyond!
It was a very sad event saying goodbye to her. We've never really had to say goodbye before. Since we have met each other we've only ever spent a couple of weeks at the most apart. I can't say that these next 11 weeks are going to be easy, but we'll give it a damn good try!
The focus right now is to keep positive and not dwell on how long I have to wait until I see her again!
Still she is already keeping me amused with her travel blog, and for those bad days when I am really missing her she has written me some letters.
I wrote her 11 letters. One to open for every Thursday that she is away.
Gave her a good send off anyway!
Saturday night we hit the town! Meal with her family first, polished off a nice bottle of wine.
Then headed to meet up with some of our other friends.
I use the term "friends" loosely though.
They barely spoke to me or Rhianna and completely ignored Immy!
They didn't get a drink, said they couldn't be bothered, which always makes the situation awkward.
Thankfully they didn't stay the whole night; I might have asked them to leave if they hadn't of done it themselves.
We joined up with this group of men who were on a stag night! They were all early thirties, so not really in our man hunting range but still a nice group of people to hang out with and they were only too willing to buy us drinks.
The stag man was dressed as Orville the duck! Haha! And i do believe there is a photo of me kicking around with Orville's head on.
I gave one man parenting advice. He's got two young girls and he's terrified he wont do right by them as teenagers. Aww bless.
Speaking of fathers, it was my Daddy's birthday yesterday!
We had Indian takeaway and Cake! :D
Yay!! Happy Birthday, Gaffa!
Been thinking recently that it would be nice to be in a proper relationship again. Or I'm not sure if I can say again, since my last relationship was such a disaster.
By the end of it we just lost all respect for one another.
I gave everything I had to him, including my money, and he just drained me.
He didn't break my heart, he slowly squeezed it until all the juice ran out and there was nothing left, except a dried up prune heart.
I've never been one for believing in souls or anything like that, but I cannot deny that when I think about how he made me feel, my chest hurts, right in area above my heart.
Obviously my heart isn't physically broken, but perhaps there is something there that is connected to the emotions in our brains.
Its that feeling you get when you listen to Snow Patrol. (Run/Chasing Cars.)
Don't even try to deny it.
Or even, Enrique Iglesias - Hero.
You know what I mean, where you get goosebumps, the hairs on your arms stand up on end and you feel the need to place your hand over your chest because of the dull ache that is stuck inside of it.
I'm not sad, or in any way depressed. In fact I think I would class myself as happy. However I do feel like something is missing. Like I need someone to come along and put the juice back into my heart.
But how do you go about doing that?
How do you let people know that you are looking for a relationship without actually saying it?
And how do you meet that person?
It all just seems impossible.
The mind boggles.
Take care my kittens x
How are we all today?
Well, I have had an interesting couple of days!
Rhianna has now left to go to Tokyo and beyond!
It was a very sad event saying goodbye to her. We've never really had to say goodbye before. Since we have met each other we've only ever spent a couple of weeks at the most apart. I can't say that these next 11 weeks are going to be easy, but we'll give it a damn good try!
The focus right now is to keep positive and not dwell on how long I have to wait until I see her again!
Still she is already keeping me amused with her travel blog, and for those bad days when I am really missing her she has written me some letters.
I wrote her 11 letters. One to open for every Thursday that she is away.
Gave her a good send off anyway!
Saturday night we hit the town! Meal with her family first, polished off a nice bottle of wine.
Then headed to meet up with some of our other friends.
I use the term "friends" loosely though.
They barely spoke to me or Rhianna and completely ignored Immy!
They didn't get a drink, said they couldn't be bothered, which always makes the situation awkward.
Thankfully they didn't stay the whole night; I might have asked them to leave if they hadn't of done it themselves.
We joined up with this group of men who were on a stag night! They were all early thirties, so not really in our man hunting range but still a nice group of people to hang out with and they were only too willing to buy us drinks.
The stag man was dressed as Orville the duck! Haha! And i do believe there is a photo of me kicking around with Orville's head on.
I gave one man parenting advice. He's got two young girls and he's terrified he wont do right by them as teenagers. Aww bless.
Speaking of fathers, it was my Daddy's birthday yesterday!
We had Indian takeaway and Cake! :D
Yay!! Happy Birthday, Gaffa!
Been thinking recently that it would be nice to be in a proper relationship again. Or I'm not sure if I can say again, since my last relationship was such a disaster.
By the end of it we just lost all respect for one another.
I gave everything I had to him, including my money, and he just drained me.
He didn't break my heart, he slowly squeezed it until all the juice ran out and there was nothing left, except a dried up prune heart.
I've never been one for believing in souls or anything like that, but I cannot deny that when I think about how he made me feel, my chest hurts, right in area above my heart.
Obviously my heart isn't physically broken, but perhaps there is something there that is connected to the emotions in our brains.
Its that feeling you get when you listen to Snow Patrol. (Run/Chasing Cars.)
Don't even try to deny it.
Or even, Enrique Iglesias - Hero.
You know what I mean, where you get goosebumps, the hairs on your arms stand up on end and you feel the need to place your hand over your chest because of the dull ache that is stuck inside of it.
I'm not sad, or in any way depressed. In fact I think I would class myself as happy. However I do feel like something is missing. Like I need someone to come along and put the juice back into my heart.
But how do you go about doing that?
How do you let people know that you are looking for a relationship without actually saying it?
And how do you meet that person?
It all just seems impossible.
The mind boggles.
Take care my kittens x
Sunday, 2 May 2010
Tuaca - A drink for dancing with the devil.
Hello my darlings,
Well I have had a very busy last couple of weeks, working almost constantly, sleeping whenever I am home and getting drunk in the spaces in-between!
Finally met back up with Rex after what was turning into a very long dry spell! It wasn't as epic as I would have liked though... An hour's fuck and then he dropped me off in town in time for work. How -I would say romantic but I would never go as far as to expect romance or even desire it from him- sexy. *sarcface*
However, I did then go and by myself a fantastic pair of heels. :D
Devastated to say that my best friend is leaving a week tomorrow to go on her round the world trip. So happy and excited for her but I selfishly want her to stay here with me. I shall be so lonely without her.
She's the sister I always wanted. My life feels so much more complete when she's around. Does that sound sad? I suppose I shall have many things to distract me while she's away.
Random blast from the past text me last night...
We haven't spoken in months and then all of a sudden he texts me and tells me he's "available for a shag if I ever fancy it."
You know what? I'm good thanks.
It's fucking outrageous the way blokes think they can treat women.
I'm sure other women can't get this much drama in their lives.
I was also propositioned for webcam sex today. In case you don't know what that it, its when you watch one another get yourselves off. Am I giving out some kind of signal that says "HORNY BOYS COME HERE!"?
Last weekend I made the mistakes of going out with my work mates after a long ass shift.
I had 4-5 beers and a shot of tuaca. I was hammered.
The night is a very big blur...
I remember dancing on a chair...
Telling some guy he was a jackass and making the drunk bastard cry.
Finding some people having sex in a public toilet.
Oh and puking up in my bosses toilet.
Apparently I was too drunk to go home by myself, so my boss to me back to his place... I woke up to him grinding on my ass. He's such a player. He's slept with 8 of the cocktail waitresses. All of whom have had to leave due to awkwardness.
He thinks all women want to fuck him. He is good looking but the arrogance of the man is astounding. At first its charming but now I'm just bored of hearing him talk about himself all the time. He needs grow up and realise he's no better than the average man, with an average sized penis.
I'm told I also said some very filthy things to another co-worker. Who now says he wants to get me more drunk and then take advantage of me because its "funny".
HA I do love what I did to him last night though. He's all cocky and confident, using every innuendo under the sun to try and make me feel uncomfortable. Then when we finish work and go up to the staff room, I start getting changed out of my work clothes in front of him. Gets himself completely flustered and takes his shoes off just to have something to do and stop himself from staring...
"Why did you take you're shoes off? Did you bring a change of shoes?"
Still looking at the floor "No, I don't know. Ah! Are you dressed yet?"
Mwhahah! Men are so easy.
I am just not a nice person when I am PMT... I gain a serious attitude problem. I guess I never really noticed it before since I usually haven't been doing anything all that stressful during that time, but having two jobs and dealing with PMT is no easy task.
I actually feel embarrassed for my horrible behaviour. As we have already discussed, a strange concept to me.
I have apologised... but I have a feeling I may have changed a few peoples opinions of me in the past couple of days. Well I suppose I have a while now till it happens again to turn their opinion back around, but will it be enough? Generally I don't care what people think about me, you can accept me for who I am or go fuck yourself. However, these are people that I work with... in a job that I really like. Therefore I should probably suck my pride and pull out the sugar coated version of ones self.
Anyway I shall wrap this up now, hope these few little anecdotes keep to entertained until I post again.
Much love x
Well I have had a very busy last couple of weeks, working almost constantly, sleeping whenever I am home and getting drunk in the spaces in-between!
Finally met back up with Rex after what was turning into a very long dry spell! It wasn't as epic as I would have liked though... An hour's fuck and then he dropped me off in town in time for work. How -I would say romantic but I would never go as far as to expect romance or even desire it from him- sexy. *sarcface*
However, I did then go and by myself a fantastic pair of heels. :D
Devastated to say that my best friend is leaving a week tomorrow to go on her round the world trip. So happy and excited for her but I selfishly want her to stay here with me. I shall be so lonely without her.
She's the sister I always wanted. My life feels so much more complete when she's around. Does that sound sad? I suppose I shall have many things to distract me while she's away.
Random blast from the past text me last night...
We haven't spoken in months and then all of a sudden he texts me and tells me he's "available for a shag if I ever fancy it."
You know what? I'm good thanks.
It's fucking outrageous the way blokes think they can treat women.
I'm sure other women can't get this much drama in their lives.
I was also propositioned for webcam sex today. In case you don't know what that it, its when you watch one another get yourselves off. Am I giving out some kind of signal that says "HORNY BOYS COME HERE!"?
Last weekend I made the mistakes of going out with my work mates after a long ass shift.
I had 4-5 beers and a shot of tuaca. I was hammered.
The night is a very big blur...
I remember dancing on a chair...
Telling some guy he was a jackass and making the drunk bastard cry.
Finding some people having sex in a public toilet.
Oh and puking up in my bosses toilet.
Apparently I was too drunk to go home by myself, so my boss to me back to his place... I woke up to him grinding on my ass. He's such a player. He's slept with 8 of the cocktail waitresses. All of whom have had to leave due to awkwardness.
He thinks all women want to fuck him. He is good looking but the arrogance of the man is astounding. At first its charming but now I'm just bored of hearing him talk about himself all the time. He needs grow up and realise he's no better than the average man, with an average sized penis.
I'm told I also said some very filthy things to another co-worker. Who now says he wants to get me more drunk and then take advantage of me because its "funny".
HA I do love what I did to him last night though. He's all cocky and confident, using every innuendo under the sun to try and make me feel uncomfortable. Then when we finish work and go up to the staff room, I start getting changed out of my work clothes in front of him. Gets himself completely flustered and takes his shoes off just to have something to do and stop himself from staring...
"Why did you take you're shoes off? Did you bring a change of shoes?"
Still looking at the floor "No, I don't know. Ah! Are you dressed yet?"
Mwhahah! Men are so easy.
I am just not a nice person when I am PMT... I gain a serious attitude problem. I guess I never really noticed it before since I usually haven't been doing anything all that stressful during that time, but having two jobs and dealing with PMT is no easy task.
I actually feel embarrassed for my horrible behaviour. As we have already discussed, a strange concept to me.
I have apologised... but I have a feeling I may have changed a few peoples opinions of me in the past couple of days. Well I suppose I have a while now till it happens again to turn their opinion back around, but will it be enough? Generally I don't care what people think about me, you can accept me for who I am or go fuck yourself. However, these are people that I work with... in a job that I really like. Therefore I should probably suck my pride and pull out the sugar coated version of ones self.
Anyway I shall wrap this up now, hope these few little anecdotes keep to entertained until I post again.
Much love x
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