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
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