Sunday 5 August 2012

Feeling Olympic

After initially not giving two flying fucks about the Olympics, I decided I would get into the spirit of things and start watching. Fuck me, I love it!!! Last night watching Jess Ennis, Mo Farah and that other Ginger long Jump dude getting gold medals for team GB well I was jumping around the living room screaming at the telly like a full on sports fan!! Actually can't wait for the 100meters final tonight when that Usain Bolt goes like the clappers, I bet he breaks his own world record. Boss!
Been a bit of a sportswoman myself this weekend running a sponsored 5k on Saturday Morning!! My auntie died of a brain anneurysm a few days after Christmas and was treated in the Walton Centre Neuro hospital in Aintree for a month before she died so I had been looking for a way to support the charity that funds the hospital and decided I would run like the wind!! My friend made me a vest with my aunties picture on to run in and my mum and cousins girlfriend came to cheer me on. Had a slight emotional breakdown about halfway round but sorted my shit out and managed to run (and walk a bit..ahem) the fucker in 30mins which I'm not being funny is not too shabby. Amazing feeling crossing the finish line and hearing my mum (who never displays emotion about anything) shouting BLOODY HELL LOOK SHE'S HERE ALREADY COME ONNNN!!!! to cheer me on was just fabulous! Managed to raise 602quid for the Walton Neuro Science Fund and work are giving me another 500 so I am really pleased. Incidentally if you have a spare quid and would like to donate you can text UGVM51 £1 to 70070 and when it texts you back just click the link to confirm in the text. Bit of blatant fishing there but its for a very good cause. We are lucky in this city to have access to such amazing specialist hospitals...The neuro centre, alder hey, broadgreen cardiac unit. Even though my aunty didnt make it I feel really good knowing I can help support them.
Right charity fishing over, and onto the shock news...
ANDY TEXT ME
"FYI I do love you, it is not possible to turn off emotions like a light bulb"
WHAAAAAAT??? This was Friday night, the night before my race.
I almost choked on my Cheerios when I read that.
I replied
"I just almost choked on my cheerios"
He replied again
"And I am really proud of you for raising all that money and seeing it go to a good cause. Good luck tomorrow x"
A FUCKING KISS ON THE END AND EVERYTHING, UNHEARD OF!!!
So I just replied and said thanks. Couldn't be dealing with this situation, I had a race to focus on!
After my race he text me and asked me how I had got on so I told him the time Id ran and then he started going on about how he was losing weight and skating loads and been on a skating tour and bla bla. Not heard anything from him since.
Now admitedly athough I did say I was over him I am only sort of only just over him therefore I am vulnerable to the "Oh he's being nice, il just go back" predicament, however this morning I read a doctor Seuss quote which said

"With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street."

So i'm standing at the end of Andy street and I am walking in the opposite direction. I have to come to realise I would like a boyfriend. But I want one that inspires me and makes me have butterflies in my stomach and knows what good sex is, and is ambitious and successful and fucking LIVES CLOSE BY! Andy is none of these things, and I shall never find this dude if I continue pissing about with idiots. Someone, somewhere would fucking love a gobby scouse over sexed unpredictable reckless maniac....I just gotta wait!!

@singlegalabto xx

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