Well, well, well..... Just as you get a boyfriend, all your ex's start texting you filth! What is with that? I say it all the time, but men really are like buses. You wait ages for one to come along (or in my case, a decent one) and then twenty come along at once. One of my celeb ex's (not saying which one - sorry) has been texting me tonight telling me what he'd like to do to me. Obviously I told him I'm with someone and it ended there. It's just mad that he would suddenly get in touch in a dirty flirty way like that just as I get with someone special. Perhaps he reads my blog and wanted a challenge (to see if he could get a response when I've got a bloke).
I am currently sitting on the floor in my lounge. Jordan is watching a special dvd of Paul Weller he just found in my limited edition Stanley Road CD (he's very jealous that I've got something on Weller that he hasn't!) and Tony Trumpet is reading a book on nails with my friend Alex (they are trying to work out what the little things are that look like splinters on his finger nails). Alex has just done my nails for me. I cooked dinner for us earlier (and Jord and Tony got an Indian take away - they didn't trust my cooking, can you believe?!), it was only pizza and chips but it tasted good! We all ate at my dining table for the first time, which was very nice.
I'm a bit worried about Paddy; he hasn't had a poo all day! He ate his dinner and normally after dinner, he would go straight out and have a poo and pee, but today he didn't even want to go out, let alone go to the toilet. I managed to get him to have a wee eventually but he still hasn't been for a number two. I'm hoping he's not holding it in, only to explode all over the cream carpet when I go to bed. It has been snowing all day here in Essex and I wouldn't want to go outside to go to the toilet but still, Paddy needs to go!! How mush longer can he hold it in?! I just popped upstairs to see what he's doing and he has taken himself off to bed. He's laying on his back with all four paws up in the air on my bed. He's so cute. He smells amazing cos he had a bath two days ago. He's got that cute puppy smell - I love it.
Dave just called. He's just finished band camp. He's doing a gig in London tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to it. I've never been to one of his gigs before, I've only ever seen him play with Jordan (that sounds really rude - play sax with Jordan's band, I mean). A few days ago, the boys of the gang started joking about putting a wager on how long my relationship with Dave was going to last. I shouted at all of them, but they assured me they were only joking. They wouldn't do that to Dave anyway. If it had been a random then they would have jumped at a little bet but Dave is one of us. I know I don't have a good track record with relationships as, in the last two years I haven't had a relationship last longer than a month (except Kenzie), but that's not my fault!! If the blokes I go out with didn't mess up so mush, then I wouldn't feel the need to end it, would I?
Lets look at the evidence:
One guy called me "selfish" after I had taken a week off work and flown to Germany alone to see him, after I had lugged a three-piece suite out of a house in Kent and into a white van, driven to switzerland with him in the white van (which took 14 hours), lugged the three-piece suite out of the van and into his house in Switzerland, after I had helped him furnish the rest of the house and after I had spent the best part of a month away with him. All I did to warrant being called "selfish", was ask if we could go straight to my house when we got back to Dover after the ferry trip home. I was missing my family and dogs. When he said "no" cos he wanted to go to his first (which would have added two hours onto the time it would take to get back to mine), I asked if he minded if I ordered a car to pick me up at Dover so that I could go and see my family and then I suggested he could drive over to mine whenever he wanted. The only reason he wanted to go to his first anyway was to swop his van for his car. At the suggestion of me getting a car to pick me up, he called me "selfish". Charming. He was gone pretty quick after that.
Lets look at another one. There was the one who sent me a flirty text that was meant for another girl, who bought me tickets to a concert for my birthday that actually he wanted to go and see, who didn't spend New Year's Eve with me and then didn't even text me on the night to wish me Happy New Year. He got his P45.
There was the one that had a small alcohol problem, who drank two bottles of wine a night and then got so drunk one night in a club that he called me and all of my friends a "c*nt" (for no reason at all) before storming out and passing out on the street outside. He turned up at my house at 7o'clock the following morning crying his eyes out and begging me to give him another chance. Not a hope in hell.
Need I go on?! The point is, I just won't put up with crap from men anymore. I'm too old and tired of it all. I've been in enough bad relationships to last a lifetime and I'm not wasting any more time with men that don't know how to treat a girl right. I don't ask for mush in a relationship, in fact, all I want is for them not to cheat on me, to love me and think I'm more special than anyone else and to be a gentleman. Is that asking too mush? I don't think it is, but then I wouldn't. I think it's a good thing that I won't settle for second best. If they're calling you names or texting other birds, two weeks into your relationship, what's it gonna be like after two years?! Crap, is the answer. The way I see it is the first two weeks or even two months are the testing part. You put the bloke through every test you possibly can, grill him, show him all your annoying habits, tell him exactly what you want and don't want and if he passes all of that with flying colours and doesn't put a foot wrong (or certainly doesn't do anything as hideous as all of the above), he might just be a winner. At the end of the day, your boyfriend should be your best mate, you should have great sex, be able to talk about absolutely anything, have the best laugh and miss each other when you're not together. If these things aren't happening then personally I don't think it's worth persuing. Dave is looking good at the moment. He hasn't done anything to annoy me (although I don't know if I've done anything to annoy him!), he hasn't got any issues as far as I know, he's just a nice, normal young man (who happens to be very talented, intelligent and sexy). Obviously it's very early days so no one knows what's going to happen but I've got high hopes. I've also got the added bonus of the fact that all his mates are my mates so will tell me his every move (in case he does ever feel like chatting someone else up). I would hope if it ever got to that stage, he'd just be man enough to end it anyway, without cheating first.
Jordan is now getting his nails filed by Alex and they are in fits of hysterical laughter. Dont' worry, I got a pic of it for the site!
You can tell I'm restless. I'm on a rant about men again! Seriously though, we had quite a deep chat earlier about why people cheat and it's scared us all a bit. We had a moment where we all considered whether it was worth committing to someone at all. Divorce is so common nowadays and it seems that everyone I know cheats all the time. Personally I think it's terrifying and I would rather stab myself in the eye balls with a blunt fork than be cheated on ever again. It causes so mush pain and it ruins people's lives. I have friends whose parents have split up and it's totally destroyed them. Luckily mine are happily in love still and they are my role models. I've always wanted to be as in love with someone as they are with each other; I'm just not sure it'll ever happen (Alex is now filing Tony's nails). Anyway, without getting too morbid about it all (cos I am genuinely happy being with Dave and I really do hope it works out - it'll be bloody awkward if it doesn't cos all our mates are the same), I just needed to get that off my chest.
Pee break.....
I'm back. Tony and Jordan feel like women right now as they have both now had their nails done. Jordan is taking Paddy back to Marsh Manors cos we think he might feel more comfortable having a pee and poo there. Alex is staying at mine tonight and I am being picked up for work at 8am. I've got to go to my mum and dad's before I get picked up though as I haven't yet moved all my warm coats over here and I am doing a photoshoot outside in London tomorrow. I'm working for Closer magazine on something you will all find highly amusing - tell you more when I can.
I'm off now to show Alex pictures of Dave and then we are going to bed. Sweet dreams people.
I won't get a chance to write tomorrow as I am working all day then going straight to Dave's gig. We won't be home til really late so I'll write on Saturday. Lots of love, have a stonking weekend...
P.S new pictures are in the gallery!!! Check them out. There's me and Har Mar Superstar out drinking in London, there's a new gallery 6 with pics of me out with Kenzie a couple of weeks ago and there's the pics we got of our skydive!!! Enjoy......
xxx
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