It's 3am on Christmas Eve.... Well, actually, it's officially Christmas day as it's gone midnight but I don't class it Christmas Day til I've been to bed and woken up during daylight. Tonight, me, Dave, Lauren, Rob (Lauren's gorgeous cousin) and my mum and dad all went to The Ivory Rooms. Jordan was playing there and since we hadn't made any other plans, we all went along so that we could be together for Christmas Eve and support Jordan. It's the first time I've been there - it's beautiful!!! Will definitely be going back there! We had a table reserved in the gallery, looking down on the band so we had our own little party upstairs. Lovely! I'm now uploading some of the 500 pics from my birthday party so thought I'd write a blog. I'm also waiting for gay Steve to get here. He's working til 4am but spending Christmas day with us so is coming here straight from work. Paddy is snoring by my side and I'm gonna fill you in on the last 24 hours......
Last night, we went to Vrisaki (a greek restaurant in London). It was my actual birthday yesterday and I chose to go there cos it's one of my favourites. Me, mum, dad, Jord, Rusty (future hubbie if not married by 30), Lauren and Dimps all went and stuffed ourselves so silly that we all felt sick and couldn't move. We came back to Marsh Manors and laid on the sofa for a bit cos it was still quite early, then at about 10.30pm, we all went to Sugar Hut to carry on celebrating. Except, we didn't do mush celebrating. After eating the biggest meal of all time and being run off our feet all week, the whole lot of us were too tired to dance or do anything (apart from slob out on the sofas in the VIP room). Dave and Jonny came and met us there and we just chatted for ages. None of us were particularly in a partying mood. That said, we were all quite happy to sit and chat and catch up on what we've all been doing the last few days. Dave had been sneakily planning a present for my birthday and after a while of sitting around, said to me "Come upstairs to the office a minute, I wanna give you your present". Well, my life..... I walked in to the office to the biggest wrapped up package on the floor. As I ripped it open I near-on fainted with sheer glee and joy and shock! He'd only gone and got me a mini-moto. For those that don't ride bikes, it's a real little mini-motorbike! It's only about 2 foot high but fully shaped like an R6. It does 40mph (which is very fast when you are as low to the ground as that) and it's the nuts!!!!! Not only have I wanted one for years and was more than over the moon with it, but he'd had it sprayed and sign written to be an exact replica of Valentino Rossi's Moto GP bike. Blue and flourescent yellow with the number '46', 'The Doctor' and 'GO!!!!!!!!!!!' all over it! Can you believe?! I can't! I'm still grinning from ear to ear as I type this. I can't believe he got me it! I mean, the bike itself costs a bomb, and then to have it sprayed and sign-written!!! MY LIFE! Outrageous! I cannot WAIT to take it out! It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen (apart from Paddy)! Anyway, after seeing that, I definitely wasn't in the mood to party, I wanted to stay and look at it all night, but Dimples and Dave dragged me back downstairs and we hit the dance floor for a bit (only cos the DJ played my favourite song though "Baby make your move, step across the line, touch me one more time...' etc). Eventually, we all went back to mine and sat up chatting for a bit before me and Dimps got in bed and fell asleep cuddling. This morning we got up quite early and Dimples left to go back to Kent. I went in to Brentwood and finished off my Christmas shopping, before coming home and spending no less than 5 hours wrapping presents. I'm a perfectionist so all my presents have to have matching ribbons and bows on them. I had cards hand-made for all my close friends and family with their names on and a personal message inside so I spent ages writing those out as well.
At about 8pm, Dave and Lauren and Rob came over and we got ready and went to the gig. We had a lovely time and got a bit merry. It is Christmas after all! When we left there, me and Dave went to see his bird - the gorgeous Sarah and I gave them their Christmas presents. Won't say what I gave them yet as I don't want a particular person knowing... explain another time. Anyway, now I'm back to where I started this blog. Apart from the development has been (since I've been writing this, no actually, all night but has got even weirder in the last few minutes) that I'm not so sure about Dimples anymore. Basically, I had decided not to text him tonight cos I wanted to see if he would text me. He did at about 10.30pm. It said "How's your night babe? I hope you're missing me cos I'm missing you". I was happy with that, I texted straight back saying "yeah it's wicked thanks babe, the venue is beautiful, will have to all start coming here all the time, of course I miss you. How's your night going?". He then didn't reply for an hour. Very f*cking annoying since he texted first with a question, I replied and you would think he would be waiting on that reply. I mean, I am his girlfriend after all; spending Christmas Eve and Christmas Day without him (due to him being too busy to fit me in). Anyway, when he does bother to reply an hour later, he says this: "My nights been good thanks, seen a lot of friends and sang to some real crap xmas tunes... but most of all.... I miss you! Love you babe!" At this point, I nearly fell off my chair. I showed Lauren the text and we tried to work it out. Is he trying to tell me he loves me? Is he just pissed and feeling happy with Christmas spirit? He's never said anything even close to that to me before so it was slightly shocking. Nevertheless, I was very pleased. I sat for a couple of minutes thinking what to say back, as after all, I didn't know if he was actually meaning the "love" thing or whether he was just being nice cos he was drunk. All of a sudden, before I've had a chance to reply, another text comes through from him saying this: "Nite is going fine thanks babe... they've just started playing the xmas tunes. Glad you are having a good night babe". Mmmmmmn, that's more like it. Actually I preferred the first text but the second one is more the way he normally talks to me. So.... That got me thinking, obviously one of those texts wasn't meant for me. That old chestnut again..... He's really gotta start taking control of his texting, the f*cking bell-end. Anyway, by this point, I'm fuming, sitting in the gallery in the Ivory Rooms with all my mates trying to figure out which text was actually meant for me. I mean, no one sends practically the same text, only worded slightly differently to the same person in the space of 5 minutes, one saying 'I love you' on it and the other one not?! Do they?! I don't think so, unless he's on drugs and in that case, I don't wanna be with him anyway. It's too weird. Let me just run the two texts by you again so that you don't think I'm going mad.... Here they are side by side:
"My nights been good thanks, seen a lot of friends and sang to some real crap xmas tunes... but most of all... I miss you! Love you babe!"
And
"Nite is going fine thanks babe... they've just started playing the xmas tunes. Glad you are having a good night babe"
Mmmmmmmmmmn?! F*cking WHAAAAAAAT?!!!! Pardon me, but I feel like I need a strait jacket right now.....
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