Right peeps where to start? Well Pauli came on Friday, I was there waiting for him and he was first off the plane, which was good, we managed to get the bus and then the train home on time, went to Las Tascas but no one at all was there, for like the first time ever. Anyway so we just went mine had summat to eat, and just chatted the night away.
Next morning went to Valencia, just for summat interesting for us to do. Had a well top day, and you know how hilarious he is, and he didn’t disappoint. Although he wanted a paella but the place we went the food was awful, but no where else did tortilla or patatas bravas for Caroline and we didn’t really know where else there was to eat so, but it was still minging, so I felt really bad that he didn’t get proper food, and after all the promises I made him, I didn’t have time to cook him any decent food, poor boy L.
Anyway, after this, I thought it was best that we walked around and looked at buildings and stuff, as we didn’t really have the money to do anything. I loved it, the places we went was all on tiny little streets and squares that have been like that for 600 years or something, and I love places like that that has loads of history and stuff, and places that have loads of character as you know all these glass buildings that we have will not be here in the future and if they are no one will even like them. Anyway stop my waffle. We ended up going for ice cream and as we were slurping away, an open topped tour bus stopped…..
We all really wanted to go on this; so I enquired it was 12 euros for an hour and a half, and it covered everything in Valencia so it was quite good value and then at least Pauli would get to see loads, me, I can go anytime but he was only here for the weekend. Anyway the bus ride was hilarious, it was absolutely freezing on the top and none of us had jackets, and they gave us these bright red horrid earphones to plug in and listen, and you got to choose which language you wanted to listen to it to. I should have really listened in Spanish, as my language has improved so much, but I’m glad I didn’t now, as the English was hilarious. There was two guys speaking, an actual English man and then there was another man whose accent was so bad, not that I have seen the film as Spain is so backwards, but he had a Borat accent, so that in itself was piss funny. And the words that they used too! Like if there was a pretty building with a floral pattern, he would have a stern voice and be like “these imposing flowers on the building…” Or if there was a building with patterned tiles on the front, they would be like “these evocative patterns…” it was hilarious. Then I got really snap happy and took pictures of like everything so Caroline and Paul took the piss out of me for that and then Paul started taking pictures of red traffic lights and people in the street and zoomed in on their faces and stuff. But I do need to take pictures as I haven’t took any at all since I have been here and I have missed out on so many good memories because I felt too much like a geek to take them. Also there was a part on the bus ride where we went somewhere that absolutely stunk, I have never smelled anything like it before, and then for some reason they drove through it twice but this was the funniest thing ever, basically it was non-stop laughter, he is really funny.
Then we eventually managed to drag ourselves home I got absolutely pissed in my house with him, I had like a bottle of wine to myself, but I bought one for 50p so you know it was the most toxic one! But I had got pissed and I hadn’t done my makeup so whilst I couldn’t actually stand properly I attempted to do my make up, I’m so glad he was there as I was drunk and didn’t rub things in properly so he had to do it for me, otherwise I would have left the house like that! I also PAINTED my eye shadow on too, ah well at least I was too drunk to actually care! Also I broke a full bottle of my Britney Spears perfume. I had literally just opened a new one and because I was drunk, for some reason it just seemed to drop out of my hands, and since we don’t have carpets in Spain….. it shattered into a million tiny pieces, well a million no, but now my room stinks of perfume. I’m absolutely gutted. But because I got so drunk, along came the sob stories. Pauli seemed shocked about stuff, I don’t know why, I’m sure I tell people all the time, although, my closet full of skeletons!
Anyway eventually made it out as I wanted him to meet my friends, but I was struggling to walk and stay on the pavement and stuff! Ha ha, I really didn’t enjoy being that drunk, as my head was spinning so much and I had to go home, as someone barged into me and I got alcohol in my hair, and then it was sticky, but plus my head was spinning I couldn’t have stayed out any longer really, needed to sober up.
Got home, and drank like ten glasses of water, I thought I was actually gonna be sick L washed the bits of hair that were sticky too and went back out. And the only person that made an effort to come out was Sergio and his girlf! V. disappointing, especially when I have spoke about Adriano so much, and me and Paul wanted to rip the piss out of him and he didn’t come. So I asked Sergio where Adriano was and he told me he had gone to Benicassim with other friends. So I was thinking how strange that he has gone there and that is where Sonia’s brothers went for their birthday, so I was hoping please please please don’t be friends with them. Anyway I was putting this little theory across to Caroline and then she was like, “no he went out with a girl but Sergio and the others don’t know who she is” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well that can only mean one thing, if him and a girl who no one has ever met have gone to Benicassim together alone… And also it must be that he took her out on a date because if it wasn’t then he would have invited her out with us if they were just friends.
So how gutted am I? Especially the fact that I have been rejected by Adriano, and I wouldn’t mind but I actually don’t think he has had a girlf before because he is a minger the twat. I dunno now, I have to think of something really nasty to do to him. Forget anything like getting him naked then throwing him out on the street, he is v.difficult to get naked. I actually think he is gay.
Never mind I’m still in love with the cockney and I still have Ramon although I’m pretty sure that Ramon has a girlfriend you know, he really only txts me on a weekend, or if he txts me in the week its to make sure that I’m going out on the weekend, then he gets me drunk stupid, then he stays at mine only until like 8 in the morning then he always gets off quick sharp. I don’t actually mind putting up with this behaviour, as in England I wouldn’t but I’ve only got 3 months left and I have been here for 100 days today, so hardly anytime at all, and its only a bit of fun, but if I was living here permanently then I would no way put up with this, and I would tell my uncle Karl to come over and save me!
Anyway we ended up in ETTRO (never gonna get bored of that place) and we was dancing away having a good time, and then I looked at my watch and we only had like an hour left and I started crying, I had to go to the toilets and chained smoked 5 cigs I was crying so much. I wouldn’t mind but he hates Rome and I know he is not ok there. Like I always cry when Northern Irish Leanne leaves, but not this much as I know I will see her loads and I know that she has friends even though her housing situation has been the worst, but at least she has people she can escape to, Paul has no one L the Romans don’t know what they are missing out on, seriously. So fat face seen me cry, he is such a player, think I should steer clear of him, even though he dresses well. So I’m v.embarrassed that I cried in front of fat face and all of his friends the shame, but if he says anything, I’ll just be like yeah so what your head is huge, I’m surprised you don’t cry about that! Any way this week is a fiesta here, only on the weds until fri, so only a two day working week for me, which is nice, it breaks up the monotony of working life, which by the way peeps in no fun at all, stay young and students forever!!!
Anyway eventually managed to get him to the airport and cried my eyes out so much at the departure gate, and then his plane was right outside the observation window, so I actually stood there and watched his plane until it disappeared in the sky. I just wish he was ok there, he wants to live in Spain, I said do it tell them you are changing your language to Spanish and come and live with me! I wish he could though. I’ve really missed him now he has gone, and a weekend wasn’t long enough. But I’m off to see him in January in Rome and also we should see each other at Xmas. So that will be fun.
Also I discovered shops!!! In Castellón!!! There is a whole big shopping centre that is actually huge and it has an H&M! But I actually thought the H&M was a bit shit. It was quite expensive and also the clothes were not that ice, it was stuff that was too fashiony to even be able to wear normally, and plus they didn’t have stuff like makeup so I couldn’t buy an eyeliner.
Eww and I got home last night and Sonia was in, but I should have known smelly arse was going to come round I was trying to eat my tea and he absolutely stunk and sat next to me, so I was put off by this and then he was like let me try some of your food. And the one thing that puts me off my food is people eating my food, anyone, never mind an alcoholic. So I have told him about this before, and he seems to get upset about it but he never listens, so again I’m going to have to have a word with Sonia about this, and she will have to listen this time, as I’m getting really pissed off. So I was there trying to eat, but he reeked so it was difficult and then he just stuck hi hand in the middle of my plate and grabbed a handful, I would mind but I made Carbonara so it wasn’t like he had just stolen a chip. And he never washes his hands when he has been to the toilet, he also never washes and his hands are black with dirt under his nails, so I have no idea how Sonia actually has sex with him, I just don’t. So I obviously couldn’t eat my food no more, so I went to bed hungry and then he put on a Motorhead DVD full blast so I didn’t sleep either, but it doesn’t matter how many times I have words with her about this, she just doesn’t seem to care.
Random word of the day: chutre = shitty
Total word count of the day: 2123 Words (fook that is loads)
Next morning went to Valencia, just for summat interesting for us to do. Had a well top day, and you know how hilarious he is, and he didn’t disappoint. Although he wanted a paella but the place we went the food was awful, but no where else did tortilla or patatas bravas for Caroline and we didn’t really know where else there was to eat so, but it was still minging, so I felt really bad that he didn’t get proper food, and after all the promises I made him, I didn’t have time to cook him any decent food, poor boy L.
Anyway, after this, I thought it was best that we walked around and looked at buildings and stuff, as we didn’t really have the money to do anything. I loved it, the places we went was all on tiny little streets and squares that have been like that for 600 years or something, and I love places like that that has loads of history and stuff, and places that have loads of character as you know all these glass buildings that we have will not be here in the future and if they are no one will even like them. Anyway stop my waffle. We ended up going for ice cream and as we were slurping away, an open topped tour bus stopped…..
We all really wanted to go on this; so I enquired it was 12 euros for an hour and a half, and it covered everything in Valencia so it was quite good value and then at least Pauli would get to see loads, me, I can go anytime but he was only here for the weekend. Anyway the bus ride was hilarious, it was absolutely freezing on the top and none of us had jackets, and they gave us these bright red horrid earphones to plug in and listen, and you got to choose which language you wanted to listen to it to. I should have really listened in Spanish, as my language has improved so much, but I’m glad I didn’t now, as the English was hilarious. There was two guys speaking, an actual English man and then there was another man whose accent was so bad, not that I have seen the film as Spain is so backwards, but he had a Borat accent, so that in itself was piss funny. And the words that they used too! Like if there was a pretty building with a floral pattern, he would have a stern voice and be like “these imposing flowers on the building…” Or if there was a building with patterned tiles on the front, they would be like “these evocative patterns…” it was hilarious. Then I got really snap happy and took pictures of like everything so Caroline and Paul took the piss out of me for that and then Paul started taking pictures of red traffic lights and people in the street and zoomed in on their faces and stuff. But I do need to take pictures as I haven’t took any at all since I have been here and I have missed out on so many good memories because I felt too much like a geek to take them. Also there was a part on the bus ride where we went somewhere that absolutely stunk, I have never smelled anything like it before, and then for some reason they drove through it twice but this was the funniest thing ever, basically it was non-stop laughter, he is really funny.
Then we eventually managed to drag ourselves home I got absolutely pissed in my house with him, I had like a bottle of wine to myself, but I bought one for 50p so you know it was the most toxic one! But I had got pissed and I hadn’t done my makeup so whilst I couldn’t actually stand properly I attempted to do my make up, I’m so glad he was there as I was drunk and didn’t rub things in properly so he had to do it for me, otherwise I would have left the house like that! I also PAINTED my eye shadow on too, ah well at least I was too drunk to actually care! Also I broke a full bottle of my Britney Spears perfume. I had literally just opened a new one and because I was drunk, for some reason it just seemed to drop out of my hands, and since we don’t have carpets in Spain….. it shattered into a million tiny pieces, well a million no, but now my room stinks of perfume. I’m absolutely gutted. But because I got so drunk, along came the sob stories. Pauli seemed shocked about stuff, I don’t know why, I’m sure I tell people all the time, although, my closet full of skeletons!
Anyway eventually made it out as I wanted him to meet my friends, but I was struggling to walk and stay on the pavement and stuff! Ha ha, I really didn’t enjoy being that drunk, as my head was spinning so much and I had to go home, as someone barged into me and I got alcohol in my hair, and then it was sticky, but plus my head was spinning I couldn’t have stayed out any longer really, needed to sober up.
Got home, and drank like ten glasses of water, I thought I was actually gonna be sick L washed the bits of hair that were sticky too and went back out. And the only person that made an effort to come out was Sergio and his girlf! V. disappointing, especially when I have spoke about Adriano so much, and me and Paul wanted to rip the piss out of him and he didn’t come. So I asked Sergio where Adriano was and he told me he had gone to Benicassim with other friends. So I was thinking how strange that he has gone there and that is where Sonia’s brothers went for their birthday, so I was hoping please please please don’t be friends with them. Anyway I was putting this little theory across to Caroline and then she was like, “no he went out with a girl but Sergio and the others don’t know who she is” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well that can only mean one thing, if him and a girl who no one has ever met have gone to Benicassim together alone… And also it must be that he took her out on a date because if it wasn’t then he would have invited her out with us if they were just friends.
So how gutted am I? Especially the fact that I have been rejected by Adriano, and I wouldn’t mind but I actually don’t think he has had a girlf before because he is a minger the twat. I dunno now, I have to think of something really nasty to do to him. Forget anything like getting him naked then throwing him out on the street, he is v.difficult to get naked. I actually think he is gay.
Never mind I’m still in love with the cockney and I still have Ramon although I’m pretty sure that Ramon has a girlfriend you know, he really only txts me on a weekend, or if he txts me in the week its to make sure that I’m going out on the weekend, then he gets me drunk stupid, then he stays at mine only until like 8 in the morning then he always gets off quick sharp. I don’t actually mind putting up with this behaviour, as in England I wouldn’t but I’ve only got 3 months left and I have been here for 100 days today, so hardly anytime at all, and its only a bit of fun, but if I was living here permanently then I would no way put up with this, and I would tell my uncle Karl to come over and save me!
Anyway we ended up in ETTRO (never gonna get bored of that place) and we was dancing away having a good time, and then I looked at my watch and we only had like an hour left and I started crying, I had to go to the toilets and chained smoked 5 cigs I was crying so much. I wouldn’t mind but he hates Rome and I know he is not ok there. Like I always cry when Northern Irish Leanne leaves, but not this much as I know I will see her loads and I know that she has friends even though her housing situation has been the worst, but at least she has people she can escape to, Paul has no one L the Romans don’t know what they are missing out on, seriously. So fat face seen me cry, he is such a player, think I should steer clear of him, even though he dresses well. So I’m v.embarrassed that I cried in front of fat face and all of his friends the shame, but if he says anything, I’ll just be like yeah so what your head is huge, I’m surprised you don’t cry about that! Any way this week is a fiesta here, only on the weds until fri, so only a two day working week for me, which is nice, it breaks up the monotony of working life, which by the way peeps in no fun at all, stay young and students forever!!!
Anyway eventually managed to get him to the airport and cried my eyes out so much at the departure gate, and then his plane was right outside the observation window, so I actually stood there and watched his plane until it disappeared in the sky. I just wish he was ok there, he wants to live in Spain, I said do it tell them you are changing your language to Spanish and come and live with me! I wish he could though. I’ve really missed him now he has gone, and a weekend wasn’t long enough. But I’m off to see him in January in Rome and also we should see each other at Xmas. So that will be fun.
Also I discovered shops!!! In Castellón!!! There is a whole big shopping centre that is actually huge and it has an H&M! But I actually thought the H&M was a bit shit. It was quite expensive and also the clothes were not that ice, it was stuff that was too fashiony to even be able to wear normally, and plus they didn’t have stuff like makeup so I couldn’t buy an eyeliner.
Eww and I got home last night and Sonia was in, but I should have known smelly arse was going to come round I was trying to eat my tea and he absolutely stunk and sat next to me, so I was put off by this and then he was like let me try some of your food. And the one thing that puts me off my food is people eating my food, anyone, never mind an alcoholic. So I have told him about this before, and he seems to get upset about it but he never listens, so again I’m going to have to have a word with Sonia about this, and she will have to listen this time, as I’m getting really pissed off. So I was there trying to eat, but he reeked so it was difficult and then he just stuck hi hand in the middle of my plate and grabbed a handful, I would mind but I made Carbonara so it wasn’t like he had just stolen a chip. And he never washes his hands when he has been to the toilet, he also never washes and his hands are black with dirt under his nails, so I have no idea how Sonia actually has sex with him, I just don’t. So I obviously couldn’t eat my food no more, so I went to bed hungry and then he put on a Motorhead DVD full blast so I didn’t sleep either, but it doesn’t matter how many times I have words with her about this, she just doesn’t seem to care.
Random word of the day: chutre = shitty
Total word count of the day: 2123 Words (fook that is loads)
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