so, i have been spening plenty of time with the german, and he is really growing on me, like a german wart.
we went for early dinner on monday night, and then to pretoria on a road trip on tuesday, then we cuddled and watched DVDs :)
we went to DOORS on tuesday night, and, with mr bipolar there, more drama ensued:
the german and i had agreed to go home when drama starts, and yet it was too much and we couldnt tear ourselves away.
firstly, he did his shirt thing - which is, when h needs to 'scratch' his belly, he lifts up his shirt to show off his body. this is done
very casually. hahahahaha. then, his adorable ex came there, with the boy who wants her, ie the best friend, and mr bipolar did to
her exactly what he did to me last week. he ignored her, and flirted with some other girl. and thus, the night followed the format -
the adorable ex cried, then got drunk, the best friend pretended he didnt care, and mr bipolar was oblivious to it all.
we finally left at 11.15 cos we just couldnt take it anymore.
IN OTHER NEWS: i had to Doom a colony of ants yesterday, and i felt like a nazi in a concentration camp. but it had to be done.
today i cleaned the house, did the dishes (well, my dishwasher did them) and laundry. i have to go to my dads work at 1, so he
can show me the ropes, then we leave for the airport at about 4..
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
now i think we've taken this too far..
saturday night was extremely eventuful..
i went for coffee with mr bipolar, who i have now forgiven, but who will never be allowed to play tonsil hockey with me ever again. his german friend came with. well, hes not german, his dad is, and he has gorgeous blue eyes (the boy, not his dad). we went to school together, yet the amazigness of his eyes has always escaped me.
anyways, we had coffee and then we went back to my place, got ready and had pre-drinks at damien's place. mr bipolar insisted on picking up his adorable ex and paying for her for everything. the german and i drank beer and talked.
then we went to the gig. my gorgeous best friend was there, and, by that time, i was a little tanked, so i told tmr bipolar that i wanted the german. he gave me the ok on it, and so we were just hanging out, watching mr bipolar try get with the gorgeous best friend. it was a sight for sore eyes. he was making such a fool out of himself. i, of course, egged him on, and said that she wants him. he even smsed her to tell her he wants her. anyways, it obviously didnt work, so he decided to try with the adorable ex again, which turned the night into drama.
we ended up going to red room. on the way to there, mr bipolar was feeling sorry for himself:
MR BIPOLAR: i shouldnt have sent your gorgeous best friend that sms. shes totally not into me
ME: (look at the german)
THE GERMAN: no way dude, she totally digged you
MR BIPOLAR: you're right. she did, didnt she?
ME: (hitting the germans leg, trying to stiffle my gigles)
we got to red room, they werent allowed in with shorts, so we had to wait for damien, who managed to get arrested for drunk driving. anyways, an hour later, we went it, and then everyone disappeared, because the adorable ex was there. damien was sad, mr bipolar was flexing his muscles at her, and there was plenty of drama..
i went for coffee with mr bipolar, who i have now forgiven, but who will never be allowed to play tonsil hockey with me ever again. his german friend came with. well, hes not german, his dad is, and he has gorgeous blue eyes (the boy, not his dad). we went to school together, yet the amazigness of his eyes has always escaped me.
anyways, we had coffee and then we went back to my place, got ready and had pre-drinks at damien's place. mr bipolar insisted on picking up his adorable ex and paying for her for everything. the german and i drank beer and talked.
then we went to the gig. my gorgeous best friend was there, and, by that time, i was a little tanked, so i told tmr bipolar that i wanted the german. he gave me the ok on it, and so we were just hanging out, watching mr bipolar try get with the gorgeous best friend. it was a sight for sore eyes. he was making such a fool out of himself. i, of course, egged him on, and said that she wants him. he even smsed her to tell her he wants her. anyways, it obviously didnt work, so he decided to try with the adorable ex again, which turned the night into drama.
we ended up going to red room. on the way to there, mr bipolar was feeling sorry for himself:
MR BIPOLAR: i shouldnt have sent your gorgeous best friend that sms. shes totally not into me
ME: (look at the german)
THE GERMAN: no way dude, she totally digged you
MR BIPOLAR: you're right. she did, didnt she?
ME: (hitting the germans leg, trying to stiffle my gigles)
we got to red room, they werent allowed in with shorts, so we had to wait for damien, who managed to get arrested for drunk driving. anyways, an hour later, we went it, and then everyone disappeared, because the adorable ex was there. damien was sad, mr bipolar was flexing his muscles at her, and there was plenty of drama..
Saturday, March 7, 2009
hold on to my beliefs now..
so, i ended up begging my sweet friends damien and tyler for a lift to olive lounge on thursday night. so i could drink. 'for research'.
the night was spent trying to pick up boys unsuccesfully. but i did manage to attract yet another stalker, who requested me on facebook, and i was too polite (and hungover) to ignore his request.
so, the fuck buddy was there, chatting up another girl. it didnt help my self-esteem that she was gorgeous. although, she did have buck teeth, but he didnt seem to mind. therefore, i am sure that i am no longer his fuck buddy.
i was hanging out with my wonderful new (and gay) friend darren, when a boy just came up to us. assumed that he was darren dear's friend, so i was polite. he ended up trying to impress me with his pick-up lines and the fact that he owns a jeep, and even invited me to come to the parking lot and see it. i sent my kieron instead, as i highly doubt he minds being raped by a jeep-driving, pick-up-line-spitting 18-year-old.
i caught up with kieron, who always manages to amuse. for example, he managed to break up a marriage the previous night. and i thought i had issues.
last night, gavin and i were going to go watch WATCHMEN, but we decided to go to O'Hagan's for a few beers first, and never left. While we were making out way towards an empty table, some really dodgy girl, named Star (I kid you not) tried to pick up my gavi, but saying that she knows him from somewhere. she had to of course be polite to me too, so she said she knows me from somewhere too. i genuinly believed her, until it dawned on me that she said she probably knows us from Doors, just because we look like we hang out there. Meanwhile, we both barely go there anymore. the sneaky little ginger even managed to get our numbers, although im suspecting she was trying to be poite again by taking mine. it was gavin's beef that she really wanted, which made me insanely jealous.
STAR: so, im going alone tomorrow night, please tell me you guys will definitely be there
ME: we will definitely be there
GAVIN: (silent)
STAR: cos i like boys with long blonde hair, kurt cobain style. (looks over at gavin) although a dark haired replacement would do.
GAVIN: (chokes on his beer)
i politely told star that we werent being rude, but we wanted to talk in private, so we were going to go sit in the corner. she didnt seem to get the hint, thankfully she left 30 minutes later.
gavi and i were finally alone with our beers, when, randomly, out of the blue, a huge ass devil moth went for my cleavage. i was flapping my arms about like a retarded bird, and finally managed to get it out. that was truley traumatic for me. but no, not for gavin, who almost died laughing.
just when i thought the night couldnt get more amusing, the cover band played I KISSED A GIRL. the lead singer was a guy.
enough said.
the night was spent trying to pick up boys unsuccesfully. but i did manage to attract yet another stalker, who requested me on facebook, and i was too polite (and hungover) to ignore his request.
so, the fuck buddy was there, chatting up another girl. it didnt help my self-esteem that she was gorgeous. although, she did have buck teeth, but he didnt seem to mind. therefore, i am sure that i am no longer his fuck buddy.
i was hanging out with my wonderful new (and gay) friend darren, when a boy just came up to us. assumed that he was darren dear's friend, so i was polite. he ended up trying to impress me with his pick-up lines and the fact that he owns a jeep, and even invited me to come to the parking lot and see it. i sent my kieron instead, as i highly doubt he minds being raped by a jeep-driving, pick-up-line-spitting 18-year-old.
i caught up with kieron, who always manages to amuse. for example, he managed to break up a marriage the previous night. and i thought i had issues.
last night, gavin and i were going to go watch WATCHMEN, but we decided to go to O'Hagan's for a few beers first, and never left. While we were making out way towards an empty table, some really dodgy girl, named Star (I kid you not) tried to pick up my gavi, but saying that she knows him from somewhere. she had to of course be polite to me too, so she said she knows me from somewhere too. i genuinly believed her, until it dawned on me that she said she probably knows us from Doors, just because we look like we hang out there. Meanwhile, we both barely go there anymore. the sneaky little ginger even managed to get our numbers, although im suspecting she was trying to be poite again by taking mine. it was gavin's beef that she really wanted, which made me insanely jealous.
STAR: so, im going alone tomorrow night, please tell me you guys will definitely be there
ME: we will definitely be there
GAVIN: (silent)
STAR: cos i like boys with long blonde hair, kurt cobain style. (looks over at gavin) although a dark haired replacement would do.
GAVIN: (chokes on his beer)
i politely told star that we werent being rude, but we wanted to talk in private, so we were going to go sit in the corner. she didnt seem to get the hint, thankfully she left 30 minutes later.
gavi and i were finally alone with our beers, when, randomly, out of the blue, a huge ass devil moth went for my cleavage. i was flapping my arms about like a retarded bird, and finally managed to get it out. that was truley traumatic for me. but no, not for gavin, who almost died laughing.
just when i thought the night couldnt get more amusing, the cover band played I KISSED A GIRL. the lead singer was a guy.
enough said.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
feeling like a freak on a leash..
in bulgaria we have a saying - from 2 chairs to the floor. you cannot sit on two chairs. my mother always tells me that when im seeing two guys simultaneously. well, it seems that after tuesday night's fiasco, another one bites the dust.
i am now on the floor from my 2 high bar stools.
mr bipolar smsed me yesterday apologising. i didnt reply. he is sick and off work. might have something to do with all the loogies i couged up in his beer. i can only hope.
so, there was another boy, mr desperate. i slept at his place the other night. he was acting like we were married and even said he loved me at one stage (i really wasnt drunk enough to have imagined that). to make matters worse, i forgot my jewelery there, and he has been wearing my very feminine cherry necklace to work. suuuureee, thats not freaky at all. never the less, i totally wanted to get to know him and hang out, etc. so, today i get up at my usual 11.30, and my facebook was fucked, then i gave up and went to do banking. then i get home and my fb works and he has messaged me saying that he knew id ditch him blah blah and teasing me with 'im getting your big bang theory this weekend'. i casually mentioned last night that im trying to download it, and he offered to get it for me. i was not fucking using him. anyways, i said, sorry my fb has been fucked all day, look at my news feed to see i havent spoken to anyone else today if you dont believe me. then he went off at me about me telling him about mr biplar yesterday (i was merely trying to make him laugh at my misfortune) and blah blah. i said, woah boy, we are not dating, so whats the problem?
i thought he was a sweet boy, albeit a little stalkerish. however, he too has proven me wrong. he is 28 and is acting 16. i am not his girlfriend, nor have i ever said that i will be, andhes acting like my mom when she forgets to take her menopause pills.
anyways. i went banking today, like i mentioned, and i had cash on me, so i bought HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU and MUSHY PEAS ON TOAST. i am reading a blog now. i also got perfume and eyeliner and shit. so i have caked on makeup, dressed like a desperate single girl looking for a good time (which is what i am) and am off to olive tonight for some (sober) partying. dammit, why do i have to drive everywhere?
i am now on the floor from my 2 high bar stools.
mr bipolar smsed me yesterday apologising. i didnt reply. he is sick and off work. might have something to do with all the loogies i couged up in his beer. i can only hope.
so, there was another boy, mr desperate. i slept at his place the other night. he was acting like we were married and even said he loved me at one stage (i really wasnt drunk enough to have imagined that). to make matters worse, i forgot my jewelery there, and he has been wearing my very feminine cherry necklace to work. suuuureee, thats not freaky at all. never the less, i totally wanted to get to know him and hang out, etc. so, today i get up at my usual 11.30, and my facebook was fucked, then i gave up and went to do banking. then i get home and my fb works and he has messaged me saying that he knew id ditch him blah blah and teasing me with 'im getting your big bang theory this weekend'. i casually mentioned last night that im trying to download it, and he offered to get it for me. i was not fucking using him. anyways, i said, sorry my fb has been fucked all day, look at my news feed to see i havent spoken to anyone else today if you dont believe me. then he went off at me about me telling him about mr biplar yesterday (i was merely trying to make him laugh at my misfortune) and blah blah. i said, woah boy, we are not dating, so whats the problem?
i thought he was a sweet boy, albeit a little stalkerish. however, he too has proven me wrong. he is 28 and is acting 16. i am not his girlfriend, nor have i ever said that i will be, andhes acting like my mom when she forgets to take her menopause pills.
anyways. i went banking today, like i mentioned, and i had cash on me, so i bought HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU and MUSHY PEAS ON TOAST. i am reading a blog now. i also got perfume and eyeliner and shit. so i have caked on makeup, dressed like a desperate single girl looking for a good time (which is what i am) and am off to olive tonight for some (sober) partying. dammit, why do i have to drive everywhere?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
second chances, they dont ever matter, people never change..
so, as much as i love miss peas, she has nothing on me, in terms of adventures. and misadventures.
which is what this post is about.
mr bipolar (you will understand later) and i liked eachother in school. he moved away and we started partying again this year. he broke up with his adorable ex 2 weeks ago, and they dated for 2 weeks. then we started hanging out more and scoring, etc. then, yesterday he tells me he is falling for me. so, last night, we were going to doors, and i was sleeping over.
we get there and he ignores me. then his adorable ex comes, and he is all over her, chatting and laughing, etc. just yesterday he said he was over her (it was 2 weeks, for christs sake!) but no, bipolar decided he isnt. they go talk outside, while i sit with my friend, fucking humiliated to no ends. so what is a girl to do? i spit in his beer. hell hath no fury and what not. the highlight of my crappy night came when he said 'hmmm, this beer tastes funny'. he drank it never the less. i drove home.
fucking loser.
which is what this post is about.
mr bipolar (you will understand later) and i liked eachother in school. he moved away and we started partying again this year. he broke up with his adorable ex 2 weeks ago, and they dated for 2 weeks. then we started hanging out more and scoring, etc. then, yesterday he tells me he is falling for me. so, last night, we were going to doors, and i was sleeping over.
we get there and he ignores me. then his adorable ex comes, and he is all over her, chatting and laughing, etc. just yesterday he said he was over her (it was 2 weeks, for christs sake!) but no, bipolar decided he isnt. they go talk outside, while i sit with my friend, fucking humiliated to no ends. so what is a girl to do? i spit in his beer. hell hath no fury and what not. the highlight of my crappy night came when he said 'hmmm, this beer tastes funny'. he drank it never the less. i drove home.
fucking loser.
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