The Box (first goodbye)
I'm in such shock. Last night was the last time Helen will see chris again for a year. I got so emotional at the fact that she wont see him again that i am absolutely dreading how i am going to be on monday.
Oh dear.
Anyway let me tell you what happened.
B-a-s-i-c-a-l-l-y as I KNOW you're all aware, Helen and I had been secretly planning last nights romantic little goodbye dinner for well over a month. We'd been sneaking around behind chrises back doing secret shopping for presents, and stealing menu's from Favorit...oh yeah!!! How proper sly are we?? In reference to the "naughtiness" in previous blog entry that was infact the construction and filling of our beautiful goodbye box we made for chris.(which you can see in one of the pics above..possibly) Such a big project for us and SO MUCH FUN!!! we arranged that we were to have a chinese meal, all three of us, so that helen could say her goodbye and also to, like, hand over the keys to her flat so chris doesnt have to sleep on the street until monday. I would have let him stay at mine...but meh wotever lol. Loving the fact Im gonna be living at Helens lol loved it so much last time...mainly coz she wasnt there HAHAHA lol i jest i jest.
SO yah anyway we set up her flat to be all intimate and romantical, bought loads of candles, set up a nice mood, good music, "good" (*cough*) wine, it was pretty much a perfect evening.
unfortunately...we didnt make chris cry..that was our main objective..but we failed goddamit!! oh well i still have, like, five days left with him, im sure at the right moment i will get at least one tear. But, if i dont lol he can borrow one of mine coz i swear ill be blubberin all over the floor lol.
OH GOD. SUNDAY NIGHT....aaarg...well...i personally don't really know WHAT exactly went on..i just know i was incredibly wasted...and chris wasnt. lmfao. Things that he's told me...not sure if they are true.......i mean..i dont think i would ACTUALLY speak to his hall floor somehow...But saying that, he has a recording of me sitting on the toilet (after watching him in the shower after covering him in vodka) speaking to myself in, what i call a french accent (or a golum voice) about magic lights..or possibly singing the robot's part in "Paradise (Not For Me)" by Madonna lol. hmm. Also apparently i dissapeared for a while then chris found me standing completely bollock naked infront of the window in his lounge with my bag swung over my shoulder just grinning manically..but hey i do that anyway. Like, for example, this morning, was perfectly sober standing against the window staring at napier students wearing nothing but chrises sunglasses. I think i looked really hot actually so NYAH!
Theres a bit of a problem...basically social plans which were arranged and payed for MONTHS ago all fall on the dates this weekend...and seeing as its my last weekend with chris i feel obligated to just dump everyone and see him. To tell you the truth im not too bothered about seeing "7 brides for 7 brothers" It looks really shit and it was a waste of £20 anyway whether i go or not lol. The theres the step fathers giant birthday party on sat (even though his birthday is in september or august or sumfin) and fathers day the following day. Plus theres work...im tempted to phone in sick on sunday and i dunno do fathers day lunch but spend the rest of the time with chris.
Anyway i think that I am helping chris move flat tommorow....yeah im sure ive already said that..umm...shut up im tired ok? really need food. gonna go eat!!
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