Dating Diasters :)

Yep, I bet everyone’s had one of these before. But somehow, I reckon mine is going to be worst that most.

It all started when a friend of mine, JC,  got asked out on a date to Nando’s by a boy in our year, MS. My friend asked me if I would do the highest honour and go with her, as she didn’t want to go by herself. After making her promise she’d invite a mutual friend so I wouldn’t be a third wheel, I reluctantly agreed.

Only to discover that the mutual friend she’d decided to invite, turned out to be a boy I’d been out with, kissed, then promptly broke up with.  This boy, TL, still likes me. I immediately asked JC why she had invited TL, when she knew he still liked me, but I didn’t like him, onto her and MS’s date. Didn’t she realise it might give him the impression that we were going on a double date?

So after much begging, persuading and pleading, me and JC got our loyal girlfriend LH to agree to accompany us on said “double date”. All well and good right? Not so much. In one of my rather foolhardy attempts to make the “date” less awkward, instead of a dinner date, I turned it into a picnic in the park. It seemed like a good idea –  I was hoping that the informal atmosphere might make things a bit less awkward.

But word spreads fast. Turns out it was such a good idea, that all mine and JC’s other friends wanted to come along. ALL SIX OF THEM.

Poor old MS. His romantic date with JC has gone from just the two of them, to me as a third wheel, to an awkward double date, to an even more awkward double date with a third wheel, to a group outing with JC, me, six of our friends, and a boy who has the hots for me called TL,who I’m not into. Sounds like fun huh?

Anyway, “date” is on Friday, so I’ll let you know how it goes. But until then, why don’t you let me know about your dating diasters?

Lots of love,

goofy

xox

Lyrics in my head

Recently, a friend of mine asked me why I always post song lyrics as my Facebook updates. If I’m honest, I was kind of flabbergasted. I know I do post the odd song lyric or two, but all my stautus updates? NEVER. So, imagine my horror when after a quick trawl through my status updates, my friend proves herself true.

That got me thinking. Why do I always use song lyrics for my status updates? It took me a while to work out these songs were ones that had been going round in my head that day, and even longer to work out why.

Sometimes, I realised, that I get confused. So confused, in fact, that I actually have no idea what I’m thinking about. Then suddenly, I’ll hear song. On the radio, on my iPod, occasionally I’ll catch a couple of bars that someone’s singing under their breath. And just those couple of bars, will make such perfect sense to me, and will sum at my emotions so completely at that moment in time, that that song will stay stuck in my head all day.

So next time you read one of my infamous song lyrics status update, don’t dismiss them as some lazy persons who couldn’t be bothered to write something themselves – take the time to read a little deeper and try to work out what I’m feeling.

Yours truly,

goofy

xox

Two weeks to live <3

If you had two weeks left to live, how would you spend them? Would you surround yourself with your family and friends, spending every remaining possible minute with them? Or travel the world, exploring all it had to offer you before you left it’s surface for good? Whatever you choose, I bet you’d take it for granted that you’d get your full two weeks before you popped off.

A girl in the year above at my school wasn’t so lucky. She suffered from cancer, and spent most of her time in the hospital. However, it seemed the treatment she was recieving was working, and for a while it looked like she would make a full recovery. But last Friday, the doctors told her she had two weeks left to live. She died the following Saturday. She didn’t even get a day of her two weeks.

In some ways, however, she can be considered lucky. At least she knew she was dying. Earlier this year, an old friend of mine died in a go-karting accident. Her scarf got caught in the rear engine, she and gradually it tightened round her neck until she couldn’t breathe. She died, 40 mins later, in hospital. This girl got up that morning thinking she probably had a good sixty or seventy years ahead of her to live. It turns out she had less than six hours.

But does it make it easier or harder knowing that death is waiting for you, that it will snatch you from life in two weeks? Does it give you strength, spotting death waiting for you just around the corner? Or does it make you shrink away, terrified of the future? Either way, both can be made into the worst possible event, when death sneaks up and strikes before it’s time, as it did with these two lovely girls.

RIP Georgia Cordery and Amy Coxall xxx