I’m dating someone. He’s pretty lovely. . We met on tinder and he’s just so sweet!
Fingers crossed it’s going to go well 🙂
I actually miss talking to you about this 😦 please give me a sign or something so I know you’re listening.
Love you, miss you
HAPPY BIRTHDAY POP TART!
I hope you’re having a good day up there. I’m sure you’ll be busy doing something wonderful. I miss you oh so much. As is tradition I bought some pink roses and had candles and drank with and has some Ben and Jerry’s
Love you xxxxxxxxxxx
Following on from my last post, I went on a date with a guy who the first date was pretty good. Lasted 10 hours, which I thought was pretty impressive.
Our second date was going to be at the Oxford Food festival. I’d gone round Nicole’s the night before so was feeling a little tender (nothing a cup of tea can resolve!) and as I was getting ready I got a text from Nathan. ” Can we delay, I did some really bad things last night?” I was like.. riiiight okay.
Anyway, we met up.. he got so drunk the night before that he’d lost his bank card with meant I had to pay for everything, and he woke up with vomit in his eyes!!! IN HIS EYES!!!
Needless to say, we didn’t go on a third date. I have however been on a date with another guy. He’s sweet, and I went round his house yesterday where he cooked me Sunday dinner. We might have ended up being a bit naughty (whoops!) Remember you went all the way to London to have sex with a guy you were dating. I remember you saying ” Honestly, the things I have to do to get an orgasm!” Hahaha
How many outfits do you think the average person going on a first blind date will try on. In my case yesterday it was…. 5.
This was the aftermath
Oh boy did I try on a lot of outfits.
Whilst I was home I went to go and see your parents. I always feel.. I don’t know what emotions I have.. nervousness, sadness, grief. Mainly because I have so many memories round your house and I don’t know what I’m going to say to your parents.. all these things go round in my mind, but I want to go to see them because I grew up knowing them too and I’d like to think pop tart that if you were I my situation you’d go and see my folks.. I’d hate to not go and see them.
So I took round some flowers. And Your dad was telling and showing me all the new kitchen they’ve got whilst we waited for your mum. It looks very snazzy all white and very modern.
Debbie came in and showed us what shed bought for the kitchen.
We talked about you and how wonderful you are and how you were robbed of a life. Which always makes me feel heartbroken because you were the Katie we all knew and loved finally and you’d got your dream job and mark who we all loved for you.
As it says in the title, your dad told me he went to see a psychic and that I should go and see her before I go back to Oxford.
So I did.
Her name was Samantha and she was a black woman who did her reading’s in her shop just like in the film ghost! She looked so fabulous with her black and red hair and knee high boots and fancy dress.
There’s a few things she said. She got it right I was a teacher, and she was telling me all this stuff and she just went “who’s had the car crash?” Completely randomly and it didn’t link into anything. She then said you’re with me which is comforting to know.
She then went onto say that you’re with your grandad and a dog, and that you wish your mum would find peace with what’s happened.
But she says your happy, and that’s all I can ask for.
So I went to Manchester for lily’s birthday. We had a great time and lily, rita and myself got up to some mischief! We also had dim sum where I ate chicken feet…chicken feet! Lily was so proud. Lily also bought some blow job mints and was offering them in the evening haha. We also spent an hour in topahop playing board games and not even shopping at all.
Here’s some snaps.
Paul stood me up like he did at uni. We were supposed to meet up for dinner, but he failed to tell me he was I London until I actually had to ask him if we were meeting up.
How silly of me to think that because he started working in Oxford/abingdon something would happen.
I was so annoyed because I drove back to Oxford especially.
Oh well.. obviously not meant to be.
The day finally arrived for Aaron and Sarah to get married. There was some beautiful touches, all of which you would have loved.
Sarah looked absolutely beautiful like a princess.
Sarah put some beautiful pictures of you out on the table, and raised some money for the air ambulance.
Lily and I snuck alcohol in of course, and we were the giddiest and lily decided to wash her feet in the sink of the toilets.
The final bit which was lovely, was all of a sudden towards the end the DJ played the dirty dancing song.. just like at the end of your wedding. Sarah and I looked at each other and went ‘sharpie’.. I just knew you were there then.
I have learnt that living on your own you get to accomplish a few grown up things such as paying bills, trying out recipes, fixing things, but most importantly getting rid of spiders. As you know pop tart, I hate spiders and you would always be my princess in shining armour and kill any spider I came across.
I would normal just leave spiders, but the spiders in my flat recently have been huge? And I definitely can’t sleep knowing these creatures are in my flat.
Yesterday I went to go and brush my teeth and there it was….
How friggin’ huge is this!! Needless to say I will not be using that toothbrush again.
It then ran fast up the wall and it headed towards me.. I was shaking with nerves but I knew I had to man up. I went back into the bathroom with some febreeze and my cosmopolitan magazine and killed it… (after a few attempts) and then couldn’t sleep throughout the night. Let’s hope I don’t get any more.