It's been 11 days..

I've been so lazy ! 

Not much has happened that's probably why..

I have been regularly seeing Fireman Sam every weekend.. but not sure what's happening.. we've said we're seeing each other "exclusively" but still he's very quiet about it all..when we're with friends I become apart of the furniture for a little while.. he's friends have called me "the girlfriend" yeah so don't know the full extent of our relationship...

BUT

There was this cute patient (hehe) when I worked at my old surgery who I had this little crush on.. Nothing ever come of it, and for some reason we managed to cross paths nearly 6 months later on a completely unrelated matter..! We exchanged numbers and were messaging quite a bit, he is very loud and happy like..Sam is the exact opposite...so hrmm... Kinda made me doubt it about with Sam.. I love affection and Fireman Sam isn't very open to that..

Anywaysssss!!!! Soo this weekend (LONG WEEKEND - MONDAY IS AUSTRALIA DAY!!!) I'll be going to Sam's to stay... This should be interesting.. And the other one, we'll call him Glazier Boy, he's heading off to Japan for a month.. and has promised to meet up at Good Vibes..  so um we shall see... 

I finished up on Thursday at shitty old job, I start new pretty job on Tuesdi, woo hoo!! 

I went on an amazing shopping spree yesterday with my beautiful sisters, that was grouse.

OOh I got a Crackberry.. Love it!!

And yeah that's about it for the 11 day update.. Good Vibes Feb 14th - PARTY TIME!! 

Cannot wait...

January's word is "Spontaneity"

Spontaneity..something D* has never possessed in her whole life.

Everything has to be planned to the core; every little detail accounted for.

I let my hair down on Saturday night and had literally one of the best nights ever..!

We didn't end up getting in the club on Friday night when Lainie and I intially met up  with Fireman Sam and his mate (we'll call him Richie Rich) as they weren't wearing collars..stupid drongo club isn't even classy! So we made our own fun. We bought a couple of bottles of wine, and played silly drinking game till dawn. It was simple fun. Of course me, being me, freaked out a bit at first.. "Oh I can't play with youse..I got really sick last time.. I really can't.." 20 minutes later, was having a blast playing "I went shopping and.." (Great game to play when drunk, really tests your memory) 

The alcohol bought me and the Fireman a bit closer, soon stepping into our own world, playing cards, whispering and giggling. He divulged that when we met, he felt like a "bond." I thought that was sweet.

The 4 of us went to bed after 3am, Fireman with Me and Lainie with Richie Rich..

We didn't want to sleep. We just kept talking and cuddling, making out. It was like being back in those days when sex was something you just wouldn't do..I never stopped to appreciate making out, because sex would override something as simple as that. And all we did was roll around and laugh and be silly. It was cute.

We woke up after an hour.. Lainie's birds woke us up..so we just laid there drifting in and out of shallow sleep whilst laughing about throwing mounds of rocks at the birds. We got up and drove a few kilometres to Maccas for a greasy breakfast fix. We made fun of a tradie with a grey mullet.. lol. 

But once we started hanging out with Lainie and Richie Rich, he went quiet. Maybe he was just tired.. we all were. But we managed to gather enough energy to drive like an hour and a half to where the boys live by the sea. (Another spontaneous moment) At first it was a bit of a struggle for me.. I felt alone, even though Lainie was with me..RR was paying her attention, not leaving her out for a second.. but FS kinda had his back to me, and seemed to not be acknowledging me in the beginning..I'm guessing his group is cliquey..I get it.. I wasn't wanting him to cling to me..just a little attention was what I wanted//needed.. 

So anyways, D got talked into having some wine.. (Spontaneous moment #3) and let herself go. We all started laughing and doing dumbass things, like smoking the apartment up with a smoke machine, and playing Hacki Sack with a massive basketball that looks like a tennis ball. It was soo fun! Maybe had to be there..?

As the wine started kicking in, so did my care factor and so I walked up to FS and blankly asked with a cheeky smile on my face:

"What's a girl gotta do to get some attention around here" 

Well that started the ball rolling. We started hugging, grabbing. Kissing. We went for a walk on the beach.. It was great. I dawned on me that this boy is just so different around his friends than when he's by himself. It's crazy! But I have to give it to him; the guys started getting into some Death Metal at 12:30am.. (yuck!) and although he liked it and I know he wanted to join in on the sillyness, he stayed with me, and laid with me, covering my ears from the tremendous noise coming from the decks. I thought that was cute. 

He had to work the next morning.. and wasn't very happy.. maybe not a morning person. A quick kiss, and he was off. I missed his warmth in bed. But I felt okay. Usually I would feel sad because I'd be alone, but I felt content..settled. 

We left the beachside apartment late morning, and Lainie and I discussed the boy situation, and what we were going to do. The boys asked us back the next weekend for a beach party. I really want to go. Lainie wants to go wakeboarding with Boat Boy, but will be cactus afterwards..so I decided to make plans with FS today..I've set up a meeting next weekend, and a place to stay (his!) so this should make for very interesting blogging..!

I'm at home today.. worst cold ever.. bahh!! At least there's some waffles around here!  

oMG..

I resigned today..because I was offered a job with the best dentist in the world! Woo hoo!!


Btw..meeting up with Fireman Sam tonight! Bless!

By the way..

I met a cute fireman at Field Day...

Tee hee hee hee!!!!

I've always wanted to meet a cute fireman..   ;)

Let's call him..

"Fireman Sam"

bahahahaha!!!

Ooh - also by the way, I saw Dentist boy at Field Day.. In amongst the crowd.. We chatted for a bit whilst Santogold was going off - but I was finding myself not one bit interested in what he had to say..plus he was more worried about finding his friend in the crowd. I had texted him NYE as I was a bit tipsy (I'm a drunk dialer/texter *eeek*) saying I was thinking about him-I was more talking about him than thinking anyways-but as he replied, my mobile died. The previous day I had chatted to him on Facebook and he was asking all these questions abut Boat Boy. About his age(Dentist Boy always thought I had a problem with his age) and if we had gotten "intimate" - he was completely sussing out what had happened. Maybe if he played by my rules he would've got a lot further than he did! Oh well.. 

Je veux apprendre le français

I'm watching the finale of Sex & The City - the one where Carrie finally ends up with Big. It's making me sad.

I think we all have our own "Big" sometime through our lives. My "Big" was Ute Boy. I meshed with him so well. But now that I'm past Ute boy, "Big" now resembles Boat Boy. I know it was only a week and a half long relationship.. but everything we had felt so right. Like it was completely meant to be. We wanted the same things for the future..same dreams..same needs. I'm trying to come to the understanding that he was doing the right thing by me by not stringing me along. But it hurts so badly. I don't know if I could call it love.. but it was coming close. Everything was travelling so fast..but it was still feeling..really really..incredibly right. 

He texted me yesterday out of the blue - to see how I was and if I were okay. I wasn't sure how to react..I tried to keep my cool.. I told him I was fine. I asked him how he was. He gave me this long text back about how he's had a quiet New Year and stuff.. Then asked me how mine has been. I didn't go all emo..I rattled on about how my NYE was quiet, but my Field Day was "Freakin amazing, had such a great time, glad I didn't give my ticket up (I was going to give my ticket up to spend New Years day with him.) 

I didn't get a reply.

I was doing so well up until I got that text. 

I had another cry whilst watching "An American in Paris Part Deux"

Why would he message me. Does he miss me? Or is he just making sure I'm ok to make him feel better about dumping me..?

Or maybe I'm just doing alot of over thinking because I'm by myself.

I think it could just be the latter.

Can 2oo9 get any fucking better?

My mouse is currently carking itself.

I just want to crawl under a rock and die..

(Ok, so the die part is a little over-exaggerated~just wanted to stick to the saying. But a nice year long coma wouldn't be out of the question.)

Instead, I'm on my way to Field Day- a music festival held every New Years Day in the land down under. Hopefully someone might allow me some Penthrox (happy gas) and that may aid in forgetting my troubles. I just need someone to buy my drinks.

I think I could cry at the drop of a hat though..I'm so over feeling like this..and feeling like nothing ever goes right for me..I've had enough..
I promise I will get out of this horrible pitiful mood tomorrow.

Wait.. I don't do promises.


Happy New Year by the way. X