It is quite late and i actually could really do with some sleep HOWEVER I thought I'd take the opportunity to tell you all about my little low key royal wedding obsession.
Yes. That's right. It broke me. Then converted me.
You see the thing is I'm not into all that street party malarky, it doesn't really float my boat tbh. (So that cricket guy on the Morrisons ad can piss off!) But I'm well into all the will and Kate stuff, I just think its cute, a bit gag but still cute :) i think I know why I'm excited, its because ill get to gloat to the grand kids. Now I would like you to close your eyes and imagine yourself saying to your own grandchildren "I was alive when king William and queen Kate got married, SO SUCK IT BIATCH!" What a glorious feeling, am I right or am I right? So to mark the momentous occasion ive painted my nails in the union jack colours, feeling pretty fly not gunna lie. Today has been alright but v. V. Stressful thank the lord for this long weekend! You see I lost a piece of my art coursework... possibly the worse thing to EVER happen to me. But today my babe of a teacher found it. I could have kissed her (if it wasn't illegal and wrong) but I'm very very glad its all sorted out. And considering this is a blog about my love life here's a little tasty nugget for you to chow down on, Luke has lost his v. But sent me a cute song because he 'thought id like it'
All I can say is WTH!? More tomorrow :)
And lastly I'm sorry for any typos I'm a technophobe and I don't know how this blasted contraption of a phone works properly.
Tragic.
Friday, 29 April 2011
Red. White. Blue.
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
late sozza. Chocolate Egg Scoffing and Full Frontal Hugging.
Ok i'm sorry for being late! i've realised i've not posted in a while and for that i am truly, truly sorry BUT i now have a snazzy new app on my phone which means i can blog ON THE GO. i know, i've entered the 21st century. can i just say now that at the rate i'm eating easter eggs i will be obese and loveless by the time i'm 20. and the worse thing is i got home from school and ate:
right i can't remember where i was in life.
so i think i'll just start from the second part of the Luke sitch. (okay i've now read where i got up to and go from there) i told you, this story is LONG.
Okay, so Luke quit drama just after the "i just want to be friends episode" i don't know if i told you but i thought i'd re-say it just in case i hadn't as this point is key, SO REMEMBER IT. you'll be tested at the end, no you won't but i liked saying it, in my head i put on a teacher's voice.
yes he quit drama the idiot that he is, i think he was thinking of leaving but i was the final straw in the lameness of his life with drama in it. so what did he do? kill two birds with one stone! quit drama so his friends stop calling him a pussy (i dont know but this probably happened) and quit me. for awhile....
so yeah the stuff i told you before happened and now we're up to the UNTIL bit, well just before it but i'll tell you now sir i promise i'll get there in a minute, promise! :)
so Luke dropped out the drama and therefore dropped out the play, no more love scenes with our characters then, and by the way to futher the annoyance felt for our dear old Luke i will say he dropped out, without telling anyone. he's a coward, and over the time i have known him i have come to that conclusion.
but the SHOW MUST GO ON. gosh i'm lame...
so who do they ask to take over Luke's role?
who already knows the part?
who is in the morning drama group?
the one.
the only.
Henry. ( told you he came back! and can i point out we have not spoken in over 4 years)
so Henry has grown up, as have i, and he is now a professional, unknown boy but with the humour and voice that i remember (when i say voice i mean singing not that he's voice hadn't broken, now that would have been weird) it was kind of nice having a old friend around. to be honest, Henry and i hadn't left things on the best of terms and, i dont know, it showed there wasn't any hard feelings when i left for another school.
SO NOW IS THE UNTIL!
so one day Henry and i are practising one of the love scenes and just on my line "i don't care what anyone else thinks, i want to go into law and it's because i think i'm a pretty good judge of character" you know proper going for it, flirting, leaning in for the kiss, giving it my all as i realise that it has gone eerily quiet.
i turn round and who is standing the the doorway?
Luke.
fml.
i think at that point i'm in a state of shock staring at him in my head screaming HOW MUCH DID HE SEE?! THIS IS SO AWKWARD.
so Luke then shuffles in saying "i bought these for all of you" gives Doris the celebrations he has and leaves
surreal.
very surreal.
later i kicked the sweets for good measure ;) i'm so mature.
Henry and i rehearsal a bit more and it's nice and (my friends reading this who know Henry are going to kill me) it was a bit flirty, and i have to say i enjoyed it, after the Luke fiasco it was kind of nice having a boy flirt with me, want to impress me, does that make me sound like a slag? i reread and i will answer my own question: yes. yes it does.
anyway it's HOW I FELT!
it gets to the show and i'm feeling okay, i mean i can't sing my solo (you need lungs of a god which i sadly don't possess) but everything is okay i mean i'm not even nervous. until. who turns up to watch?
Luke. I MEAN IF HE COULD BE ARSED TO WATCH WHY COULDNT HE ACTUALLY BE IN IT? the tit.
and while we watch the smaller children's performance i sit between Henry and Luke. awkward. awkward. awkward.
Henry and i make private jokes from other rehearsals which Luke tries and joins in, no Luke, just no.
i KNOW luke is trying to make the effort but i think you will agree with me that it was a little too late. and i thought i'd just piss him off. just a little.
so when Henry and I stand in our places ready to go on, okay now i am a LITTLE nervous, i'm about to clip in my radio mic and OOPS, i drop it. and it breaks.
like i say i'm a little nervous! i know. i'm a fail.
i want the world to swallow me up and the lights go up so they can fix it. i am. ashamed.
Henry is laughing at me and teasing me but actually being rather nice about it all, i have my face in my hands and all i can do is laugh, the situation is just TOO unbearable. and then IN FULL VIEW OF LUKE Henry hugs me and laughs at me telling me it's okay. we do the show, hand holding and all and it goes very well.
end of this little scenario.
i love that these things are really not that big and i'm still telling you all about it.
tragic.
- half an easter egg
- 5 mini cream eggs
- a square of some weird french chocolate
right i can't remember where i was in life.
so i think i'll just start from the second part of the Luke sitch. (okay i've now read where i got up to and go from there) i told you, this story is LONG.
Okay, so Luke quit drama just after the "i just want to be friends episode" i don't know if i told you but i thought i'd re-say it just in case i hadn't as this point is key, SO REMEMBER IT. you'll be tested at the end, no you won't but i liked saying it, in my head i put on a teacher's voice.
yes he quit drama the idiot that he is, i think he was thinking of leaving but i was the final straw in the lameness of his life with drama in it. so what did he do? kill two birds with one stone! quit drama so his friends stop calling him a pussy (i dont know but this probably happened) and quit me. for awhile....
so yeah the stuff i told you before happened and now we're up to the UNTIL bit, well just before it but i'll tell you now sir i promise i'll get there in a minute, promise! :)
so Luke dropped out the drama and therefore dropped out the play, no more love scenes with our characters then, and by the way to futher the annoyance felt for our dear old Luke i will say he dropped out, without telling anyone. he's a coward, and over the time i have known him i have come to that conclusion.
but the SHOW MUST GO ON. gosh i'm lame...
so who do they ask to take over Luke's role?
who already knows the part?
who is in the morning drama group?
the one.
the only.
Henry. ( told you he came back! and can i point out we have not spoken in over 4 years)
so Henry has grown up, as have i, and he is now a professional, unknown boy but with the humour and voice that i remember (when i say voice i mean singing not that he's voice hadn't broken, now that would have been weird) it was kind of nice having a old friend around. to be honest, Henry and i hadn't left things on the best of terms and, i dont know, it showed there wasn't any hard feelings when i left for another school.
SO NOW IS THE UNTIL!
so one day Henry and i are practising one of the love scenes and just on my line "i don't care what anyone else thinks, i want to go into law and it's because i think i'm a pretty good judge of character" you know proper going for it, flirting, leaning in for the kiss, giving it my all as i realise that it has gone eerily quiet.
i turn round and who is standing the the doorway?
Luke.
fml.
i think at that point i'm in a state of shock staring at him in my head screaming HOW MUCH DID HE SEE?! THIS IS SO AWKWARD.
so Luke then shuffles in saying "i bought these for all of you" gives Doris the celebrations he has and leaves
surreal.
very surreal.
later i kicked the sweets for good measure ;) i'm so mature.
Henry and i rehearsal a bit more and it's nice and (my friends reading this who know Henry are going to kill me) it was a bit flirty, and i have to say i enjoyed it, after the Luke fiasco it was kind of nice having a boy flirt with me, want to impress me, does that make me sound like a slag? i reread and i will answer my own question: yes. yes it does.
anyway it's HOW I FELT!
it gets to the show and i'm feeling okay, i mean i can't sing my solo (you need lungs of a god which i sadly don't possess) but everything is okay i mean i'm not even nervous. until. who turns up to watch?
Luke. I MEAN IF HE COULD BE ARSED TO WATCH WHY COULDNT HE ACTUALLY BE IN IT? the tit.
and while we watch the smaller children's performance i sit between Henry and Luke. awkward. awkward. awkward.
Henry and i make private jokes from other rehearsals which Luke tries and joins in, no Luke, just no.
i KNOW luke is trying to make the effort but i think you will agree with me that it was a little too late. and i thought i'd just piss him off. just a little.
so when Henry and I stand in our places ready to go on, okay now i am a LITTLE nervous, i'm about to clip in my radio mic and OOPS, i drop it. and it breaks.
like i say i'm a little nervous! i know. i'm a fail.
i want the world to swallow me up and the lights go up so they can fix it. i am. ashamed.
Henry is laughing at me and teasing me but actually being rather nice about it all, i have my face in my hands and all i can do is laugh, the situation is just TOO unbearable. and then IN FULL VIEW OF LUKE Henry hugs me and laughs at me telling me it's okay. we do the show, hand holding and all and it goes very well.
end of this little scenario.
i love that these things are really not that big and i'm still telling you all about it.
tragic.
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
Gang Show. wth?
okay so my biggest thing today is that there are 7 - 10 year olds singing 'summer nights' in Gangshow (a crappy little production that i always do for some reason). may i just point out something, a line from summer nights is "she was good if you know what i mean?"
now i think this is awfully wrong for two reasons:
1) YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!
2) EWWWWWWWWW.
how dare 7 - 10 year olds get some while i have none, selfish that's what that is.
and as i'm talking to Luke on facebook chat and quite alot recently i think i'll fill you in on the rest of the story. So, do you remember where we were? yes, the friend zone. i'm chillin' in the friend zone not really knowing what i'm meant to be doing.
so i thought, i'm going to be the better person and ignore him, mature i know. i'm going to make it very clear that this ship has sailed!
for the first few days i go strong i get replies like "are you okay you seem a bit..." which made me very happy indeed, but what do you know? my flirt takes over me and i'm flirting my arse off but give me some credit i am quite subtle so i don't make a complete prat of myself (well most of the time)
so generic conversations are happening when BAM "do you want to go out sometime". me being the stupid girl which i am thinks "OMG HE'S CHANGED HIS MIND HAPPY DAYS" so i'm smooth i and say maybe, then yes, smooooth.
but then nothing comes of it, going out never happens. what?!
so, more generic conversation happens and BAM BAM "do you want to go out sometime?" this time i'm feeling more confident i say "it depends" he says "on...?" i say "if you actually mean this, if it isn't something you've said for the 3rd time now" he said "oh, well would you like to go out with me please?" i said "oh i get a please now do i? well i can't it's my brother's and sister's birthday so sorry can't"
get me being all hard woman!
so a month of two passes, more genertic conversation but no advances really. UNTIL.
dun dun daaa!
you'll have to wait biatches. (this is where Henry comes in again, excitement excitement excitement!)
you probably don't even care and are sitting there saying "why am i reading this? i just don't care!"
tragic.
now i think this is awfully wrong for two reasons:
1) YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!
2) EWWWWWWWWW.
how dare 7 - 10 year olds get some while i have none, selfish that's what that is.
and as i'm talking to Luke on facebook chat and quite alot recently i think i'll fill you in on the rest of the story. So, do you remember where we were? yes, the friend zone. i'm chillin' in the friend zone not really knowing what i'm meant to be doing.
so i thought, i'm going to be the better person and ignore him, mature i know. i'm going to make it very clear that this ship has sailed!
for the first few days i go strong i get replies like "are you okay you seem a bit..." which made me very happy indeed, but what do you know? my flirt takes over me and i'm flirting my arse off but give me some credit i am quite subtle so i don't make a complete prat of myself (well most of the time)
so generic conversations are happening when BAM "do you want to go out sometime". me being the stupid girl which i am thinks "OMG HE'S CHANGED HIS MIND HAPPY DAYS" so i'm smooth i and say maybe, then yes, smooooth.
but then nothing comes of it, going out never happens. what?!
so, more generic conversation happens and BAM BAM "do you want to go out sometime?" this time i'm feeling more confident i say "it depends" he says "on...?" i say "if you actually mean this, if it isn't something you've said for the 3rd time now" he said "oh, well would you like to go out with me please?" i said "oh i get a please now do i? well i can't it's my brother's and sister's birthday so sorry can't"
get me being all hard woman!
so a month of two passes, more genertic conversation but no advances really. UNTIL.
dun dun daaa!
you'll have to wait biatches. (this is where Henry comes in again, excitement excitement excitement!)
you probably don't even care and are sitting there saying "why am i reading this? i just don't care!"
tragic.
Sunday, 10 April 2011
Not Talking About Yesterday Today (But Slightly Talking About Today)
the phrase today is: it sucks to be me.
and yes, it's because i saw avenue q today, it was good. it was very good! one guy was so hot i was literally orgasming in my seat, his cheekbones could have cut a grapefuit, no joke! i related to kate, all she wanted was a boyfriend, she understands that men are penis' and confusing and fustrating and has no idea how to deal with them, kate is me in puppet form! (or i am kate in human form, any way works but you get my point.)
the difference is that she ends up with someone and i'm alone.... so alone. i'm being overdramatic, i'm really not as unhappy as i make out to be not that you guys were worrying about me or anything!
on reflection i really liked avenue q, it said: life is shit, but get on with it and you can make it good which i think is a good point. life can be a bitch but it depends on how you view it to how bitchy it is. my advise: accept the bitch and move on and you'll have a nicer time.
anyway i said i'd talk about yesterday so but to be honest its quarter past midnight and i want some sleepies so i'll talk to ya'll tomorrow!
and yes, it's because i saw avenue q today, it was good. it was very good! one guy was so hot i was literally orgasming in my seat, his cheekbones could have cut a grapefuit, no joke! i related to kate, all she wanted was a boyfriend, she understands that men are penis' and confusing and fustrating and has no idea how to deal with them, kate is me in puppet form! (or i am kate in human form, any way works but you get my point.)
the difference is that she ends up with someone and i'm alone.... so alone. i'm being overdramatic, i'm really not as unhappy as i make out to be not that you guys were worrying about me or anything!
on reflection i really liked avenue q, it said: life is shit, but get on with it and you can make it good which i think is a good point. life can be a bitch but it depends on how you view it to how bitchy it is. my advise: accept the bitch and move on and you'll have a nicer time.
anyway i said i'd talk about yesterday so but to be honest its quarter past midnight and i want some sleepies so i'll talk to ya'll tomorrow!
Friday, 8 April 2011
A Glorious Day. contin.
now at my friend Helli's house, a little tipsy with my friend Casey looking over my shoulder. so where were we in the Luke sitch?
oh yes, rehearsal lol times.
right so nothing really happened until i admitted to a friend (georgia) that i MAY or MAY NOT fancy luke, what i actually met was OMG I FANCY THE PANTS OF THAT BOY
but i didnt say that, (give me a little credit)
Georgia then texted Luke to ask him whether he was into me, and the short answer was yes. happy times :)
this friend (georgia, nammeee change ), whom i love dearly cannot keep her mouth shut and ended up telling Luke everything i said, in short, she fancies you. my reaction to this news: i will have to go move country this is so embarrassing he so doesn't fancy me?! after a few minutes (when i'm more calm) i decide that maybe he just won't say anything and spare my awful life. so in town the next day with my friend Doris i get a text. who is this text from? the one. the only. Luke. fml.
this text says: "ooh georgia told me a little information last night *winky face*" yes i got a winky face, this is serious.
i take the cowards way out and say 'oh really, what do you mean?" even though i know full well what 'information' he got last night.
"apparently you're 'in to me' *winky face*' so i had to tell him, so we had a conversation about maybe going out so see how it went CAN I SAY NOW that i did not mean 'can we be an item' it meant shall we see how this seeing each other thing goes.
he said yes, i was a very happy girly. so i went to sleep happy, did my art exam the next day happy thinking about the date that was at the end of the week. but. no text from Luke all day. small alarm bells but i thought nothing of it.
on facebook luke said 'so where are we?' bigger Alarm Bells.
'because i think we should just be friends' ALARM BELLS.
shit.
at this point i'm not even upset, i annoyed, VERY annoyed. so i start talking to georgia, well i say talking it's more of a rant, 'WTH, WHAT A DICK ETC ETC ETC"
she shouts at him, he shouts at me. i shout at him.
go to sleep feeling rubbish.
END OF LUKE PART ONE. (SPOILER ALERT: Henry comes into Luke's story, it's a very small depressing world)
but Luke is a small part of my life now and i am very happy with what i have.
i'm sitting with great friends drinking eating and having a laugh.
Luke: tragic.
Life at the moment: not so tragic.
oh yes, rehearsal lol times.
right so nothing really happened until i admitted to a friend (georgia) that i MAY or MAY NOT fancy luke, what i actually met was OMG I FANCY THE PANTS OF THAT BOY
but i didnt say that, (give me a little credit)
Georgia then texted Luke to ask him whether he was into me, and the short answer was yes. happy times :)
this friend (georgia, nammeee change ), whom i love dearly cannot keep her mouth shut and ended up telling Luke everything i said, in short, she fancies you. my reaction to this news: i will have to go move country this is so embarrassing he so doesn't fancy me?! after a few minutes (when i'm more calm) i decide that maybe he just won't say anything and spare my awful life. so in town the next day with my friend Doris i get a text. who is this text from? the one. the only. Luke. fml.
this text says: "ooh georgia told me a little information last night *winky face*" yes i got a winky face, this is serious.
i take the cowards way out and say 'oh really, what do you mean?" even though i know full well what 'information' he got last night.
"apparently you're 'in to me' *winky face*' so i had to tell him, so we had a conversation about maybe going out so see how it went CAN I SAY NOW that i did not mean 'can we be an item' it meant shall we see how this seeing each other thing goes.
he said yes, i was a very happy girly. so i went to sleep happy, did my art exam the next day happy thinking about the date that was at the end of the week. but. no text from Luke all day. small alarm bells but i thought nothing of it.
on facebook luke said 'so where are we?' bigger Alarm Bells.
'because i think we should just be friends' ALARM BELLS.
shit.
at this point i'm not even upset, i annoyed, VERY annoyed. so i start talking to georgia, well i say talking it's more of a rant, 'WTH, WHAT A DICK ETC ETC ETC"
she shouts at him, he shouts at me. i shout at him.
go to sleep feeling rubbish.
END OF LUKE PART ONE. (SPOILER ALERT: Henry comes into Luke's story, it's a very small depressing world)
but Luke is a small part of my life now and i am very happy with what i have.
i'm sitting with great friends drinking eating and having a laugh.
Luke: tragic.
Life at the moment: not so tragic.
A Glorious Day.
the word of today is G-L-O-R-I-O-U-S because it sums up today. it's sunny: lovely, it's mufti: wonderful, it's the last day of term: glorious!
i've been hanging out with some friends in town and had a few brushes with past boys (not yet explained) today they weren't awkward and it's been lovely! i know, THIS NEVER HAPPENS!
okay first off i've heard something very interesting about Luke today.
I've not really explained Luke's story, it's long and frustrating (and not as sexual as those descriptive words imply!) so lets get started, oh this story is a good'un...
okay, Luke and I used to go to drama school together, i know right first badminton club, now drama school oh i meet boys in the 'hippest' of places...
ANYWAY, i'd always thought that Luke was a nice guy i could see why people would fancy him but tbh in the beginning i didn't see the attraction rather ratlike in my opinion. This was until one day when Luke and i started taking properly of facebook. Things i found out:
he liked misfits. i like misfits.
he liked the inbetweeners. i liked the inbetweeners.
he liked the same films. i liked the same films.
i know we were like so made for each other. i'm joking there were other things that attracted me to him but i just like taking the piss out of myself and making this sound ridiculous because this story is SO ridiculous!
so after these communications we were established as friends. hoorah.
but things really got 'going' when we were cast as the main roles in a production at said drama school. and here's the most exicting part, these characters.... wait for it..... were in love. SHOCK HORROR.
so we practised together, and it all goes very well....
well i've got to go so i'll finish this exciting story about my life in a bit.
think of it as adding suspense...
oh i'm such a reb.
god i just said reb.
tragic.
i've been hanging out with some friends in town and had a few brushes with past boys (not yet explained) today they weren't awkward and it's been lovely! i know, THIS NEVER HAPPENS!
okay first off i've heard something very interesting about Luke today.
I've not really explained Luke's story, it's long and frustrating (and not as sexual as those descriptive words imply!) so lets get started, oh this story is a good'un...
okay, Luke and I used to go to drama school together, i know right first badminton club, now drama school oh i meet boys in the 'hippest' of places...
ANYWAY, i'd always thought that Luke was a nice guy i could see why people would fancy him but tbh in the beginning i didn't see the attraction rather ratlike in my opinion. This was until one day when Luke and i started taking properly of facebook. Things i found out:
he liked misfits. i like misfits.
he liked the inbetweeners. i liked the inbetweeners.
he liked the same films. i liked the same films.
i know we were like so made for each other. i'm joking there were other things that attracted me to him but i just like taking the piss out of myself and making this sound ridiculous because this story is SO ridiculous!
so after these communications we were established as friends. hoorah.
but things really got 'going' when we were cast as the main roles in a production at said drama school. and here's the most exicting part, these characters.... wait for it..... were in love. SHOCK HORROR.
so we practised together, and it all goes very well....
well i've got to go so i'll finish this exciting story about my life in a bit.
think of it as adding suspense...
oh i'm such a reb.
god i just said reb.
tragic.
Thursday, 7 April 2011
Mint Green Nail Polish And Year 7 Times.
painting your nails makes anyone feel good about life. fact. if you don't believe me try it out you'll feel ten times prettier! so go on go get a crazy colour (my favourites being mint green) and go paint some nails! your finger nails, your toenails, you friends nails, the hobo on the bus you name it go spread a little happiness!
anyway i was talking to my friends and they think i should fill you all in on past boy troubles the awkward, the embarrassing and the awful.
i was thinking that if they're too long i'll spread them out over a couple of days.
okay we'll start at the beginning. my first 'boyfriend' (if you can call it that) was in year 7 with a guy called Henry (name chaaaaange). Henry was my best friend, i used to go quite a rough school so knowing a few boys helped matters alot (even if it was Henry who was about as scary as a kitten in a angel costume). anyway, this is where the cringe bit comes in, me and Henry used to play badminton together, yes you read that right, badminton. i know, romantic...
so one day Henry and i were at badminton club after school talking about the school DISCO that was later that night, it was like the biggest thing of our year 7 lives.
some where along the lines we just ended up deciding to date. just like that. at the beginning of that badminton match i was a single girl by the end i was tied down to a ginger. (that was not a dig in the slightest, i love gingers, i find them rather hot ;) but obviously i didn't see people as 'hot' in year 7, that would be weird... ) anyway we went to the DISCO, had a laugh etc and it was fun HOWEVER my tiny year 7 brain couldn't handle this 'commitment' and by tuesday i was sick of him. gosh i was such a year 7 biatch. so guess what? i dumped him, face to face though, i'm not a complete bitch! it was something along the lines of "i liked us more as friends, tbh i don't see you in that way after all, can we be still be friends yada, yada, yada". i remember his face crumpled a bit and we avoided each other for awhile but we remained best friends, however i think i still liked him because when my friend Samatha went out with him a week later i did feel like smacking her with my pudgy year 7 fist.
but bless Henry, i was a bit hefty back then so you know he looked past my pudge and he's a good guy, not a bad first 'boyfriend'if i do say so myself
(SPOILER ALERT! Henry and I have a bit of a run in later in life! i know my life is shocking.)
and that was boy one.
tragic. i know.
anyway i was talking to my friends and they think i should fill you all in on past boy troubles the awkward, the embarrassing and the awful.
i was thinking that if they're too long i'll spread them out over a couple of days.
okay we'll start at the beginning. my first 'boyfriend' (if you can call it that) was in year 7 with a guy called Henry (name chaaaaange). Henry was my best friend, i used to go quite a rough school so knowing a few boys helped matters alot (even if it was Henry who was about as scary as a kitten in a angel costume). anyway, this is where the cringe bit comes in, me and Henry used to play badminton together, yes you read that right, badminton. i know, romantic...
so one day Henry and i were at badminton club after school talking about the school DISCO that was later that night, it was like the biggest thing of our year 7 lives.
some where along the lines we just ended up deciding to date. just like that. at the beginning of that badminton match i was a single girl by the end i was tied down to a ginger. (that was not a dig in the slightest, i love gingers, i find them rather hot ;) but obviously i didn't see people as 'hot' in year 7, that would be weird... ) anyway we went to the DISCO, had a laugh etc and it was fun HOWEVER my tiny year 7 brain couldn't handle this 'commitment' and by tuesday i was sick of him. gosh i was such a year 7 biatch. so guess what? i dumped him, face to face though, i'm not a complete bitch! it was something along the lines of "i liked us more as friends, tbh i don't see you in that way after all, can we be still be friends yada, yada, yada". i remember his face crumpled a bit and we avoided each other for awhile but we remained best friends, however i think i still liked him because when my friend Samatha went out with him a week later i did feel like smacking her with my pudgy year 7 fist.
but bless Henry, i was a bit hefty back then so you know he looked past my pudge and he's a good guy, not a bad first 'boyfriend'if i do say so myself
(SPOILER ALERT! Henry and I have a bit of a run in later in life! i know my life is shocking.)
and that was boy one.
tragic. i know.
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
tragic.
everyone and their dog seems to be having some sort relationship type THING going on in their lives, me, not so much. i think i'm going through a 'dry spell' not that there was a wet or even a damp spell (that being said in the least sexual way imaginable trust me).
i have happy friends with nice guys, i have happy friends with nice girls, i have quite happy friends with boys they can at least talk about and i'm sitting in the form room, like a lemon, not knowing what to say.
i mean when someone is gushing about that they did with their boyfriend yesterday i can't exactly say "oh yeah me and X did that..." as it's never actually happened to me. i've told you before i'm a flirter not a dater, it's sad but it's true.
there's this party on friday that i've been invited to by a guy (first name change here coming atcha!) we'll call him Harry. This isn't anything as this charming Harry (who i met at another party for the grand total of about 3 minutes, tops) hits on everything that moves, year 9s, animals, lamp posts, so yeah i feel real special. anyway he's being trying to get me to go meet up with him (probably some sort of rape move that he tries on everyone) but i've been saying no, and i've decided i'm definately NOT going on friday for this reason and the fact that I am busy. Harry's just going to have to find someone else.
So yeah my life has come to a standstill on the worst possible time, we have 2 weeks off and a royal bloody wedding and i don't have anything to do.
and the biggest drama of all: prom choices. i have one (i think we'll name him Luke) but you see dear reader Luke is a bit of a penis so i'm going to have to think about this...
tragic.
i have happy friends with nice guys, i have happy friends with nice girls, i have quite happy friends with boys they can at least talk about and i'm sitting in the form room, like a lemon, not knowing what to say.
i mean when someone is gushing about that they did with their boyfriend yesterday i can't exactly say "oh yeah me and X did that..." as it's never actually happened to me. i've told you before i'm a flirter not a dater, it's sad but it's true.
there's this party on friday that i've been invited to by a guy (first name change here coming atcha!) we'll call him Harry. This isn't anything as this charming Harry (who i met at another party for the grand total of about 3 minutes, tops) hits on everything that moves, year 9s, animals, lamp posts, so yeah i feel real special. anyway he's being trying to get me to go meet up with him (probably some sort of rape move that he tries on everyone) but i've been saying no, and i've decided i'm definately NOT going on friday for this reason and the fact that I am busy. Harry's just going to have to find someone else.
So yeah my life has come to a standstill on the worst possible time, we have 2 weeks off and a royal bloody wedding and i don't have anything to do.
and the biggest drama of all: prom choices. i have one (i think we'll name him Luke) but you see dear reader Luke is a bit of a penis so i'm going to have to think about this...
tragic.
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
THE START.
i don't know how many people are reading this or if anyone is even reading this at all but i felt like i needed to get out here into the world of the internet to tell you all about my experiences. what experiences? i hear you ask.
well i shall tell you.
you see i'm a flirt.
a massive one.
and i know i am but the thing is, i never get the guy, and this is fact. every experience ends up with me making a complete prat of myself and i'm back to square one. so i thought to make everyone feel better about their love lives i'd write about the disaster of my nonexistant love life.
it begins here.
(may i just point out i'll probably change peoples names etc just to avoid awkward moments later on in my life, just sayin')
well i shall tell you.
you see i'm a flirt.
a massive one.
and i know i am but the thing is, i never get the guy, and this is fact. every experience ends up with me making a complete prat of myself and i'm back to square one. so i thought to make everyone feel better about their love lives i'd write about the disaster of my nonexistant love life.
it begins here.
(may i just point out i'll probably change peoples names etc just to avoid awkward moments later on in my life, just sayin')
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