Blimey. I can't believe that at midnight tonight we fly home! In a way we are all actually looking forward to going home as I really don't think our bodies could cope with one more shot of alcohol. We have totally abused ourselves all week and acted like 2 year olds. None of us have had more than 4 hours sleep a night (and that includes the hour a day on the lilo). Me, Ian and Carolina were extremely close to changing our flights to stay on til Sunday but the others cried and moaned that they will be dead if they stay til Sunday and we decided that it just wouldn't be the same without them! Instead, we are all now sitting in a lovely air-conditioned internet cafe next door to our hotel. We are eating pancakes and drinking espresso. We have checked out of our hotel (we begged to pay to keep the room for the dya but they are fulled booked and wouldn't let us) so we now have 5 and a half hours to kill before we are picked up to go the airport. It's ok cos I am meeting fit barman in a bit to 'say goodbye' and then we are all maybe going to do a bit of shopping.
I'm really excited to see Paddy and Lyla. I have missed their little velvet heads this week. I've also missed their cuddles in bed (I'm sure they've missed me like mad too and will go nuts when they see me). Woooohoooo - I'm coming home kids!
Tony, Jord and Pants have vowed to have a whole month off drinking from tomorrow. Russ hasn't joined the vow cos he knows that he absolutely won't be able to stick to it. I, however am going to go straight to Sugar Hut after being on Brainiac tomorrow night and that is where I'm going to stay until Sunday. Ha ha.
I'm very tempted to drag the barman back to Essex with me. Don't worry mum - I won't, I'm just tempted!! Last year in Cyprus I met the idiot Scott Wright and thought I'd fallen in love. Ha ha. I'm such a twat. I called my mum and begged her to put clean sheets on my bed and then changed Scott's flight from Manchester to Gatwick and dragged him to mine for 2 weeks. My mum was like "yeah yeah Jodie, I've heard it all before - he's 'The One' - I know - until the next one!" He lasted all of 2 and a half weeks in England before I sent him on his way in floods of tears. I can't help it. When I get involved I think I'm in love every time! Well, until I find out that their mum still cuts their toenails or something similar. Then its "Next!". I swear I'm growing up though cos a few years ago (actually, even up until last year) I definitely would have dragged the barman back to Essex and moved him in with me. I've never been one to do the grown up civilised thing and say "Goodbye". I normally bring them home anyway (knowing full well that it probably won't last more than a month in the cold light of day) and leave them high and dry in Brentwood with only the clothes on their back. The fact that I am going to stand like an adult today and kiss him goodbye with the line "I might come and see you again next Summer" shows me that I am finally becoming an adult!!! That said, I shouldn't speak too soon cos I might end up throwing myself at his feet and crying when I see him. Ha ha. I won't but I do really like him and I will miss him when I'm gone.
The sad part about it is that he's so well suited to me and I know that he probably would drop everything to be with me. I just can't do it to him though. He has a life out here. He's got things he just can't leave behind and I don't want to come in the way of those things. He's a complete nutter and has shown me more fun than any bloke this year. I'm always attracted to the nuttiest people. I think it's cos I'm so mad myself that I'm naturally drawn to other outrageous people. I've never liked to conform to 'the norm' and I get high from other people's bad behaviour. It's like a drug I can't get enough of and the fit barman has me totally addicted.
I've told him that if he ever comes to England to call me and I know he will. I would definitely like to see him again (if only for a night of total abandonment). He's gorgeous and gone in the head. I love it!!
Sh*t - he's just walked in. Gonna go and sit on his face, er, I mean lap for a bit and will carry on writing in a little while............
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