Back on the wagon

First things first.. Sorry about the last blog.. was all a little sad and down... yesterday was lets say.. not one of my finest days..!! However today I have given myself a rather stern talking to and so .. im putting myself back on the wagon.. not the alcoholic wagon of cause.. no no I don’t think we have hit that stage in my life at the moment after all I still have three bottles of pink fizz in my cupboard at home... the stop feeling sorry for self, pick myself up, dust myself down, stop being such an annoying whinny annoying 23 yr old wagon..

So what does being back on the wagon mean.. this means I am going to start doing things.. here are the list of things I am wanting to achieve before Christmas time when I get so over excited (see birthday week and double it) and drink far to much Mulled wine..

1. Go back to the gym... at one point in my life I was going 3 times a week.... now if i get there 3 times a month its a bloody miracle.. literally..

2. Take up a hobby... yes I am a middle aged women... but no im going to have a cool hobby like.. Jewellery making or Knitting or... a lion tamer... all I believe are possible..

3. Start actually going back on dates again and actually taking them seriously and not a way to get out of paying for 7 meals a week...

4. Start saving money again.. although this could be a problem as im already flat broke and its not pay day yet.. brilliant

5. Find a Super rich man to help with point 4

Ect.... your getting the gist... I believe I just need a bit more in my life other than.. waking up, work, home, cooking, washing, bed, up... ect ect..

Also I have to remember I am 20 bloody 3 and single ... this is surly brilliant... well most people would think so I friggin hate it but still.. I can do what I want, go where I want, see what I want... as long as the funds present themselves...DADDY... jokes.. Well ish....

So that’s it the wagon.. starting from... well next week... im going to Cornwall tomorrow and lets be honest I wont eat healthy, I will drink, I will embarrass myself possibly to quite a high extent… as normal, and definitely cant go to the gym tonight if this is all happening.. SO... Monday morning... Watch yourself... Innless I have a hangover because I ended up in the pub on Sunday night... if so.. TUESDAY watch yourself.

Life, Love, & Marriage

Why is it in life you always do things that’s bad for you... we all do it .. Eat the wrong foods, Fall for the wrong people, Go on the wrong holiday destination, Where the wrong clothes for that time of year.. I am yet to meet someone who actually does everything right ... and if this person actually exists.. they wont be for long!.. Ok so that sounded a bit like I was stalker come murderer.... Another fault to add to the long line of my faults… Pretty much hit a A4 pages now...

Don't get me wrong I have some amazing things in my life and if confronted with some middle eastern starving child then im some kind of princess.. I have some brilliant friends, a great family, I live in one of the most beautiful places, I have a job, Practically no dept..... yet.. still with all this.. at times I get lonely and wish my life was different.. Selfish aren’t I… there’s another to add on...

Sometimes I kind of wish I could fast forward 10 years .... Ill be 33.. Just... and fingers crossed ill be settled down, married, possibly got some children of my own... and happy as larry... I know this doesn’t often work out and knowing me this probably wont have happened for me... but still be nice not to deal with everything that’s involved in the in-between stages..

Is it really weird and a bit bad that im already bored of going out and meeting people... its so tiring to think of conversations that will keep someone entertained, go from date to date, work out if you like them.. ect ect... especially if there is already someone or something your already thinking about but things never work out as they should sometimes in life...

Sorry for the slightly dull/sad/weird blog today... just seems to be how im feeling... very much Bridget Jones eating Branston pickle out the jar moment... I don’t even like Branston pickle...or swigging from a bottle of vodka whilst singing " all by myself" in the most out of tune voice I can lay my hands on... Maybe just some  pink fizz would be a better alternative with some ... "you've lost that lovin feeling,"... Gosh i am fun today!

Here comes the... Rain...

So... I have a feeling we are in winter... the rain it has cometh…

Is it weird I love it when the weather is like this... Dark, Dismal, Wet, Cold... pretty much me when im in a bad mood... and today the weather represents my mood... See above..

Not sure why... I think its a bit mess of the fact ive got a cold.. (A reason not to always enjoy winter), The fact today for some reason I feel unbelievably lonely, and also slightly hating anyone who might be loved up... Seriously its not even valentines day.. Please stop with the hand holding and the snogging in public!!! (please note if I meet my future husband/lover/mildly good looking man that might actually want to get this close to me... I will be retracting the above statement).. however I am pretty sure im not about to walk down the high street looking like a drowned rat and the man of my dreams suddenly finds me... its more likely he will be out side, walking in the opposite direction to me... see me looking like a drowned rat as my umbrella and wet weather protects my mulberry handbag and im left open to the elements.. (Lets be honest which is more important.. ) Gives me the once over and decides that I must be involved in one of those men to women transgender programmes because there just aint no way a normal person can look like that!!.. Just my friggin luck..

On a more cheerful note.. I am going to Cornwall for the weekend to spend some time with the my much loved if slightly odd sort of people from Portscatho... also means I get to see my bezza VTT.. where im sure we will undoubtedly drink 4 white wine spriters become very drunk, tell people we had much more because then we don’t seem quite so lame, play a game on a IT box that you cant win money from .. We still love it all the same... and end up crying on one another’s shoulders about how crummy our life has suddenly become in the last 3.4 hours... However we will then have a lazy Saturday and pretty much do the whole thing again on Saturday night... got to love it..

Nothing much else to report I’m afraid to say... very boring I know... haven’t even had a big dyslexic moment today.... im sure ill find a time for one soon tho... innless my brain is storing it up for one MASSIVE moment ... along the lines of a lion and a tiger again... All pray to God that I wont be surround by to many people... infact lets pray im around only VTT least then we can pretend it never happened what with our favourite word OP... we can just take it back and pretend it ... never... happened...

Bubbles....

Now it is not a secret in the world I live in that I love Champagne... Or bubbles... however if you take a look at my fridge on Saturday night you might understand while still now on Monday the thought makes me feel a little sick..... Hopefully this feeling will be gone ASAP.. As it makes me sad..



Saturday night was Mine, My brothers Girlfriend and my birthday twins birthday party... and boy do we know how to celebrate when we need to...... Started out all very nice and civilized with a quick hot tub action with some bubbles... I sadly didn’t go in the hot tub as feeling a bit poorly and my mum once told me not to go in the hot tub when one is sick... However a few paracets later, Bottle or 3 of bubbles.. and I was well on my way to being 100 AOK again... Highly recommended for a quick fix against a cough and cold.... although please note... the next day is never good!!

After some bubble action with bubbles... (anyone else saying bubbles like the fish of finding Nemo.... bbbuuubbbllleess..... if I was a fish I recon I would be him… her.. it.. who knows) ANYWAY...

After a mammoth amount of perfume, make up, clothes, and general girly stuff we were on our way to... The Topsham Rugga Club.. how super fabulous.. however cheap drinks made it a cracking start to the evening.. after here we headed down to our local The Passage where the drinks just kept coming... including a shot of Black Sambucca.. to name my least favourite drink in the world.. Tar Dar (VTT you know what this means – sorry all private joke).. After shoting it and running to the ladies for the make safe .. just in case... (I wasn’t, but you never know.. one has be careful)... we then decided to hit a favourite haunt in Exeter... TP.... Arr what a night... apparently we were on the top floor and shaking it... this I don’t remember but the way my body ached the next day made me feel like I had A been hit by a bus and B been in some sort of fight.. Thankfully I was reassured I didn’t get in to a girl fight... thankfully because lets be honest I couldn’t cope in a water fight let alone a full on girl session... Spoke to a nice rugby player for a bit but after a while I asked if he new my name and he didn’t so I wondered off... however... can I remember his name.... my flatmate tells me I called him tom.. Whether or not this is correct.. who knows.. but I do have standards don’t you know..

After this excitement it was time for one of the best moments of the evening a time piece burger... o holy moly is this the food of the gods... the drunk, I need food, anything I eat will taste a million dollar gods.. maybe... but by gosh was it good at 3am on Sunday morning... In to a car when we dropped a friend of in Alphington.. To who I would like to now apologies after apparently Posh Girl Matilda as my personality was for the evening came out in true style after explaining I couldn’t go in to Alphington because I hadn’t had my shots and I have only had my Hep A and B done and definitely needed a C before we entered that region of Exeter I felt maybe I was little mean... much to the delights of the rest of the car... So.. SORRRY.....

Sunday morning/lunchtime/evening/night time..... i thought i was actually dying...

So quickly just want to thank everyone who came on Saturday it was amazing to see you all some of you were very missed.... VTT, AK and Flannel... you know who u are...

Also I would like to point out I went out with only £15... and came back with £20..... Yes this is a making of a successful evening... Fingers crossed I didn’t go missing for 20 minutes down a back ally with a man called Mamorad ... that could make things very awkward... Thankfully I think I probably just stole it of some poor suspecting person...

362 Days till my Birthday!

So.... only 362 days and a quarter till my 24th Birthday.. just keeping everyone posted on that little note...

My birthday was on Monday and I had a lovely day... was spoilt rotten with presents like... A Mulberry handbag (the new reason why I get up in the morning.. who needs a man when I have a Mulberry... I don’t think I have any more love to give to be honest), a hot water bottle.. Not been to bed with out it since Monday, A few sharp knives.. Not letting B near them as the last sharp knife she got near she almost took of her finger.., Some great jewellery, and a few other bits and pieces.. There was however a theme …. everyone one of my cards bar some involved Drinking/hangovers/drunks... are people trying to tell me something.. highly probable.. Anyway had a great day including leaving work early, having a family meal with the fam, Almost setting my parents house on fire whilst having meat Fondue.... (yes how terribly 70s of us).. However by 9pm i was knackered and ready for bed.. proper 5 year old situation where i got so over excited about the day by the end i was so tired i wanted my bed and nothing else... till more presents turned up !!!

Other than that the excitement of mon anniversaire not alot has happened.. however I have suddenly begun to notice im pretty sure im the only single person out of my friends... as its getting a little weird.. i.e.. 3rd or 5th or 7th wheel tagalong.... hello the loser in the corner who no one fancies... HELLO that would be me... Brilliant...

The dating has had a little bit of a dip... although i was meant to have a date tonight with a Doctor.. i know.. exciting but he hasn’t actually been in contact for about a week... so im going to say its not going ahead.. do you know what im doing instead.... it is tremendously exciting... Going to Sainsbury’s... o and putting some washing on... I no I no... the rock and roll life of a 23 yr old... Who cares about Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll any more.. its all about Food shopping, Washing and some Lionel Richie with Dancing on the ceiling... or even... you've lost that love in feeling by the Righteous Brothers.... (a great song.. you tube it)

I have this fear/nightmare i actually am going to end up alone... ill be the spinster sister my brother and sister have to invite over at Christmas and take it turns to have me because I smell of moth balls and sherry... or better yet white lighting.. (is that what the cider is called)... and ill just live in my little two up two down house with 400 tortoises who ill end up putting down for hibernation and then dying and no one remembering the tortoises in April... o imagine ... just be awful...!!!!

ANYWAY.... I will at least die happy and with my mulberry handbag... we all have to be thankful for something don’t we...

He's Back....

Now those you that read my blog (that has been slightly none existent recently I am trying to get back into ... and as soon as something exciting other than me getting up, going to work, going home, sleeping. happens... ill inform you)

However... You'll never guess who ive just got a e-mail off on my dating website... no sadly it wasn’t Johnny Depp or Chesney Hawks... it was the weirdo man who asked me if I wanted some NSA fun.. (and no this has nothing to do with NASA as I first thought... apparently two totally different things)... Its the 33year old married man who can only do some "fun" during certain times of the week... Sadly his e-mail was not as fun as last time... but more a " Hi.. How are you, ? What you up to later?" kind of e-mail.... however call me weird but I checked out his profile again... not only has he still got on there that he is still married... good man at least he’s not lying... but there has been a new bit added which i felt you should all hear.... Bare with .. ill just copy and paste.... 

"Hello there.
Im a good looking man searching for a woman or couple.
Im open minded and like to have a nice time.
I like meeting new, crazy, free, open minded people
with whom we can have great fun.
Im looking for casual fun...only Exeter ! :)
I love fun, sex... Daytime fun ? O yes !
Sometimes i can accom, but i preffer your place.
Girls and couples -more than welcome. "

Now doesn’t he sound a dream… I really don’t know why I didn’t respond to the last e-mail… I love how he might be looking for a couple altho im kind of missing a vital half .. also why look for a couple on a singles website... no one else think thats a tad weird… I actually almost want to respond to see what kind of weird man he is… he obviously thinks quite a lot about himself.. Crazy being one of the words he uses to describe himself… If I go missing in the next 24 hours please let the police know about this man!!! Cheers..

One of my favourite bits is how he lets people know he can sometimes accommodate (I believe that is the word he is trying to spell.. highlighted in blue for those of you wondering) but really he would prefer to come to the women’s house..

Anyway I thought I would let you all in to the dream that is this man…

On other news.. Rocket the tortoise is going into hibernation so we will see him again in april next year.. weird hey… ive also had a few e-mails from a couple Royal Marines… im thinking steer clear myself… but I do love a good uniform.. !!!!! tricky.

And quickly just to add.. ITS MY BIRTHDAY ON MONDAY … just incase any one has forgotten… I take presents in the form of this wrapped.. please address to Lady Matilda Knowles… The posty knows where I live!