Dating

It seems that I can't go home before I have posted something (Jazzz is soooo demanding) so I should better get started.

And as there is nothing interesting in my life going on, I'm going to write about my two previous dates.

First one was to Chester zoo, because I might be a little bit obsessed with giraffes so le bf decided to take me there. 2,5h drive to Chester was great, slept most of it as I didn't sleep not a single hour in the night before, because I wrote my team report (uni, always in the way of living my life :D), anyway I regret sleeping so much, because Welsh nature is really nice, but I will do the 'staring out from the window' bit next time then. Saw all the usual animals (didn't really care about them) and finally my giraffes and although le bf says they are weird then I don't care, they are so lovely, could have stayed there the whole day just to watch them. They even had a baby giraffe, even more cute. Luckily found our way back home although le bf was joking that he has no idea how we can get back. Our roadtrip was really good, I always enjoy being in a car, because I'm so used to iusing a car as a way of travelling back home but can't do it here, so driving fast on a motorway was probably the second best thing after seeing giraffes.

And then my second date (third over all, haven't written about the very first one). This one wasn't really planned, I wanted to go out and as I'm the forever alone one, no friends who wanted to go out with me I had to go with le bf and his friend and the friend's flatmate, who luckily was a girl, not that I have something against the guys, but three guys would have been more than I can handle. Did quite much predrinking at home with Scarlet, Baileys coctails as usual, I just love them. Finally got the text from le bf that they will be in the club soon so I left home and arrived there before them and discovered that I missed the dance battle, shame on me, if I would have known that it is on this night I would have gone there way much earlier instead of wasting time at home. Hopefully next time then. At least I met some of the last year flatmates, did some catching up until le bf arrived, introduced me to the friend's flatmate whose first reaction was 'You are wearing shoes and I was like, so? And she was: 'Le bf told me that you wouldn't'. Men, never trust them. Oh well, she was wearing converses and le bf explained that he said I won't be wearing shoes because I have never wore shoes, what can I say, he definitely got that one wrong :D He was speechless beause of my appearance, win. A little bit of communicating with his friend and then suddenly the club's photographer came and wanted to take a picture of us, but the people who know me know that I hate it, I always 'run' away and did the same this time. And then the flatmate came after 'why you didn't want a picture with us, you are so beautiful, why you ran away etc' and I'm like 'I hate being in pictures if they will be put up somewhere after, big no no'. So nothing personal. Although le bf managed to hold me the next time when the photographer approached us, so there is one pic, where I succeeded to hide my face, so it seems like le bf is killing me :D The nght went on, le bf even asked the DJ for a song, so lovely and kissed me when it was playing but of course next to last year flatmates, who saw us and were jumping around like crazy, I have a bf, big deal, but I guess it is then.
Just to let you know, I'm home, Jazzz throw me out as it was half 3 already :D
So at some point all 4 of us were off to the dance floor where the flatmate and I soon realised that 'we don't know these two guys' because they can't dance and to prove the point we escaped to the other sde of the dance floor.
I guess this is it for this time.

Ems