... and I liked it.

My 10 year high school reunion was on last night. Went way too quickly and I got WAYYYYYYY too drunk!!

Was fun and I want to do it again, although sleeping with an old classmate and getting home at 11:30 am will not be on the agenda.

Friday night was a trivia night with Flatmate and Max, and then a catch up with the posse. I kissed 4 people, 3 of them girlies, and then bought an annoying 19 year old bogan from Ipswich home.

This breakdowns making me do stupid things. Literally!

F**ked

Last night could not have been weirder if it tried.

I knew I said I wouldn't be round, but this may help to explain a bit about how I came to the second meltdown of 08...

I didn't want to sit at home on a Friday night while DG and Flatmate had their separate birthday drinks. I wanted to be round my friends who support me, rather than mope at home by myself. In hindsight, that would have been a MUCH cheaper option, and saved me a while lot of weird, but...

I met with the twins, DG, Swede, B and Moo at a bar in the city. It was the first time I'd seen Moo since her bro died, and she's not good. But she had her engagement ring on, her and her partner brought things forward after the death.

We were talking and I mentioned that RB was going and taking a date. Moo said, I knew a RB once, he didn't stop ringing me one night and I had to get my flatmate to answer the phone and say he was my boyfriend and to stop ringing me. She then said, yeah you know the night to me, and we all remembered, we were all there.

Moo asked if my RB works at *named workplace* and carries a backpack. Both of those things were common between the RB's we knew, so B showed Moo a pic and she said she thought it could be him.

We all headed to Flatmate's drinks, and there was RB with his date/ very possible new girlfriend. I went straight to Flatmate and told him the story. Two seconds later, Moo confirmed it was in fact him. I told her she had missed out, cause he wasn't that bad ;P

After Moo, the twins and DG left for another pub, I went up to RB and asked him if he remembered a night last October where he stalked some girl, blah, blah. He did remember and I laughed at him and went back to Swede and B.

I still like him. I hate how you have no control over who you have a crush on...

Later on, I saw Mr "I only want to be friends" who I went on a date with last Sunday. I pointed him out and they all were being nice about it. B offered to go over and have words, but I declined her offer.

And then I started getting weird texts from a very good male friend of mine who has a girlfriend.

By this stage the Swede was so drunk so I was looking out for her and helping her stand. Flatmate has a crush on Swede, and was dancing with her for a while, and B ever so tactfully told him that he didn't have a chance.

RB and his date were going to another pub, and all of a sudden the date introduced herself to me, and we swapped numbers and she wanted me to go to the pub with them. I did have intentions to, but was sober enough to know it'd be a bad idea.

And THEN I spotted date from Sunday guy making out with a girl who was much larger than me. At this point, I thought "At least he didn't like me cause I was too fat", then I grabbed the closest guy, who happened to be a friend of friends who is here from Perth and kissed him.

We found chewing gum in my hair and had an ordeal removing it, involving Perth guy biting out the chunk of my hair which had the gum in it.

Then all of a sudden, Swede was making out with one of Flatmate's good friends. I still don't know if he knows. I want to tell him but I wont.

And at the end of the night Perth boy came home with me and left at 2pm today.

So strange.

hahahahaha

I am going to see RB on Friday night, but he's bringing a date.

In other somewhat related news, I wont be round for a while. Breakdown, life will be changing. Can only be a good thing.

Timely emails

I went on what I thought was an awesome date last night. We had heaps in common, didn't stop talking.

Got the "I only want to be friends" text at about 8pm tonight, while out to dinner for DG's birthday.

I cried at the restaurant.

I cried all the way home on the bus.

I messaged the Swede telling her that's what I did.

I was home at 8:30, and by 9:10, I was emailing an ex who is coming to the Coast on the weekend, who had invited me to "come for a visit".

I then found him on MSN and we've been swapping raunchy messages since...

I think I am destined to be single and a casual type of gal for awhile.

PS- am going to see RB on Friday night. I will make sure we hook up.

Good news week

It has been a good week. I found out yesterday that I had passed an exam that I did a few weeks ago. It was a three day course that work paid for so that's a huge relief! And not only did I gain the required 65% to pass it- I scored 80%! Great considering the last closed book exam I did was in 2000! And the practice exam I had done right before it I only just scraped by with a pass.

I have been to the gym three days so far this week, and going again tomorrow afternoon. I feel great after it, but always seem to eat lots of carby things straight after. Or fatty things. I love junk food! But the exercise is making me fell better overall. I was on a post exercise high Tuesday night, when I declared to Flatmate that I could run a marathon.

And then we went to Brodie's for dinner...

Last night, flatmate and I polished off a bottle of Red and two bottles of champers, while watching youtube videos, playing music and talking crap. It's becoming a weekly event, and it's fun, we get along so well. I don't remember going to bed, and woke up at 8:30 and had to be in the city at 9am. I made it!

After telling Flatmate I couldn't remember going to bed, he informed me that I had fallen asleep on his bed! But I woke up and then went into my own room...

I am having my nose operation soon, and there is a good chance my sense of smell will appear. I've lived my whole life with a severely diminished 5th sense. Not many people know what that's like when it's a permanent thing. People ask lots of questions and think you are weird, you eat off yogurt accidentally, you never know when your breath smells. I am looking forward to being able to smell things like grass, rain, bread baking, perfume, b.o, off dairy products and dog poo if I step in it...

If only the op could rid me of all my allergies!

Sick, death, piercings and hotties.

I've been sick again, but I've seen a specialist and I am having an operation soonish to get it fixed. No exact date yet, but I am really looking forward to it! 10 days off work recovery, and I'll look and feel like someone has punched me in the face.

Death seems to be hovering around. My friend Tall One's favourite Aunty who I've met and was so lovely and kind, succumbed to cancer last week, and Bean's grandmother died on the weekend. I wish it would stop NOW!!!!! No more.

I randomly decided to get my helix pierced with a barbell last Friday. I love it so much! I am taking good care of it, and so far no crusties, pus, blood or anything! I want another piercing, and I am considering something that'll be less visible at work...

And I am kicking myself because a few weeks ago, I had another chance to "colour" with Flatmate's hottie friend, who will now be known as RB- rugby boy. Because it looks like we will no doubt be running into each other a bit.

But I blew my chance cause a wrong decision was made, and that wrong decision had consequences. I lost my whole collection of silver bangles. Including one my Nanna bought me back from Bali years ago :(