A great weekend

10/05/2009

So jimmy came down this weekend a little later than last week because of paintballing. But that just meant I had to hug him even more to make up! Plus my entire body hurt cos of taekwondo. Literally everything hurt. *just sneezed and grunted in agony. My tummy muscles are still painful*

saturday night was fun at the pub, lots of pints and vodka slushie (but we think jimmy is allergic to vodka) and i cant believe how many friends ive made at taekwondo! Its amazing. But anyway we left there early to get food for our midnight picnic but then realized we were both poor as tramps.

Meh who needs food on a midnight picnic, all you need is love (and beer, and a mat) lol
The kiddy playground is creepy at night, but i wasnt going to say anything cos then we'd both get really scared. Ha ha.

Sunday was random and wierd, went to find a wicked new drinking spot. And Im glad i listen to my jimmy, we havent been drinking like that in a while. And the place we sat was oddly like witham and it WAS just like old times. I loved it I agree we should do it more often, and next week the venue is a beach. Wo0o0!

Kinda felt crap after the drinking, and then the food poisoning from shitty takeaway, and then the usual heart-rate-fear once I was home. Was dashing to and fro from the bathroom all night. That was horrible. Got woken up by jimmy-pouncing, some kind of nightmare he was having, he thought i was falling and he needed to rescue me. Nearly gave me a heart attack. xD

Then today we generally wasted time, wandered round town because he had to get a train this morning cos it was 'cancelled' last night. He invented some excuse about there being no trains last night cos of maintenance and that his dad is coming to get him later. I dont know why he didnt just say "got some more money, coming home now" then he might not be in such danger of being fired . . .

I'll let him off.

Went to the big posh jewlery shop. Where only posh people are allowed to cast their reflections on the glass. I felt like I was going to knock something flying. Didnt dare touch anything. But we looked at all the pretty rings and nothing really took my fancy. Got my wee finger measured, and Im an N. Thats probably monstorous, and every other woman out there is much tinier and daintier. Sue me, im used to it.

I was kind of nervous and stuff, cos this is serious. I couldnt really believe it when the woman looks at us both and goes 'engagement?' and I kind of nod slowly. And she asks me white gold or yellow and I answer like shes asking me coffee or tea.
*cant find the right smiley for this emotion*

Its strange. Im sure jimmys the one. At least, Ive never felt this way with anyone else ever before, and the idea of us splitting up is such a horrible one that last time i thought it i cried. And we just seem to fit, it seems to work you know.

Hmm