Monday, 20 February 2012

Time to Try Something New?!






                                                          Stef and Christie at 24!!



                               AWW the bday girl is embrassed cause I sang Happy Birthday REAL loud!!



                                                                      Make a Wish!



                                                                     The Year of Love!

February is a month full of festivites. This is the month that Christie was born, Valentines Day, us moving into our new place and the Year of Love. (I'll get to that)

First was Christies bday, February 10th. The day her parents gave a gift to the world. Her day to be spoiled, lets face it...Christie is amazing. Laughs at most of your jokes, is amazingly unjudgemental, always see the best in people, incredible in impossible situations, great at making desicions and of course....Gorgous. She really is fit. We all could use a Christie in our lives.

24 is a pretty scary one. Thats a year off from 25...dangerously close. She got to sleep in...then came to Giraffe for bday lunch! Lucky me...thats right...I got to serve the bday girl!! After, she got to go buy her bday treat. Toms shoes. Shes been talking about these shoes endlessly. Thank God she finally has them.

That night we got all dressed up and headed out for train sushi! Train sushi is always fun...you just sit by the track and get your food straight away!! That and it goes down well with wine. After, we brought out the cake which is always the perfect finish to a great meal.

Next stop. Lion and Lobster....I think you all are picking up on the fact it is are favorite pub, that and its around the cornor. Easy stumble home. There all her friends showed up. It was an amazing evening celebrating a truly amazing person. So much so, the next day was worth the pain.

Valentines day was spent doing what most single girls do. Working. What a stupid holiday. I only say this because it always so stinking busy and its all the couples who eat out once a year....they never tip. On top of it all, you get the couple asking as to how horrible it is that I have to work on this day filled with Love. Im single...GET OVER IT!

However, I do love watching the new dates....the awkward ones that dont know what to order and are putting on their best face. I especially love the embrassing situations. Like for example the guy who trys to pay for the meal with the card and its declined. He doesnt have any money on him....so she has to pay. Ouch!

After a LONG day, me and stef (who have been each others valentines for years) decided to go get a drink. However, at this time of night all that is open is the gay bar Legends. How apporite for our first valentines day in Brighton. Happy Valentines to me!

So, you are probably wondering what the Year of Love is. Well, let me explain.

A couple of months ago someone came in with flyers that read...Want to find your perfect match? Sign up for this show! Being over here, Im all up for new experiences and things Ive never done before. Year of Love is a show on BBC 3. Its a compatibility test that you take then they set you up on this blind date along with 500 other couples. Then they see if you are compatible or not. So I signed up.

I had to fill out a form then take the test. What Im looking for, what Ive dated in the past, my musts and musts nots...that kind of thing. Then On February 18 I go to London to meet what they believe is my perfect match. Ridiculous right? But I was stoked! You that know me, know I love this kind of thing.

When mom was down, we found a great new outfit! Royal blue dress, belt and heels. I dont want to toot my own horn....but I look pretty awesome in this dress! So a 4 am I got up to get ready to go to London. Once I got there, you they take you on this bus to the venue. They obviously keep the boys and girls seperate...so here I was on a bus FULL of estrogen. There was ALOT of mindless chatter. Mostly about how the guy better not be ugly, and how many stupid boyfriends they've had and how their hair isnt this or that. It was a bit much.

So we finally get to the place and I go into a room full of even MORE girls. So, I look around...I know I'll be waiting awhile so I need to make some friends. Girls are so clicky....and I dont want to end up in the wrong group. So, theres the girls in the tight short dresses, fake tan, fake eyelashes, fake boobs, fake hair, basically all around fake....well that wont work. I look at another group of the bitter, downtrodded divorcess...well we have nothing in common. Then I look to the social awkward, scared, on the verge of losing it....well that wouldnt be much fun. Then I found the young college girls....well looks like my best bet. Nice girls...helped pass the next 6 hours.

Finally everyone is registered and we head into the venue. There is a huge stage with lights and camaras everywhere. They sit the girls on one side and the boys on the other. After everyone is settled they introduce the host and what to do. After long introductions they brought out the two people who created the test. A psycholigist and a professor. They explained that this was all about compatiblity and not to be off put by first impulse (mostly looks im assuming.) Then it was time for the games to begin.

How it works is that everyone is wearing a band with a number on it. They call your number and you go back stage. Then when your number is called you walk on stage to the middle...meet your "match" and walk down the aisle towards the camara. Then you go to the next room get a glass of champagne and sit and have a "date". Silly I know...but again, I live for this kinda thing. (dont worry the girls have teased me enough about it)

There were quite a few people in front of me....it was fasinating to see the match ups, but it made you sick to your stomach in some of these girls. All the boys were cheering each other on and making sure that even though they didnt like the look of the girl that she was cormfortable. The girls were cruel. All them were looking at the boys, saying..."O god, I hope I dont end up with that one! Ew ugly!"

Some of the girls were even worse when they met their "match" on stage. Making faces, cringing, just walking off stage, one girl even made fun of a guys height(he was much shorter then her) right on stage! Once they got to the other room, they were even worse. Alot of girls refused to sit with their dates and complained that this is not what they signed up. " I specially said good looking and tall!" It made me sad for womankind that people act like this. Its who your compatible with...not how you find good looking.

Some of the match ups were really good...you could tell there was a bit of love at first sight...which reassured my faith in love.

So before long, it was my turn. I was incredible curious who they set me up with. I told myself beore I went on to keep an open mind and give this a go. I get on stage..........tattoo sleve, strechers, and facal piercings with an indie look. Ok....so not what Im used to. But I was still going to give this a go. So I put on the smile and walked down the aisle and then went to the next room for a "date".

Surprisingly, we got on really well. We had an awesome time chatting and laughing about the whole situation. He lives in brighton and is a painter/bar man. Incredible creative! As well, after a day spent with girls it was nice to talk to someone with a brain. I wouldnt have thought it at first, but we really did get along well! We exchanged numbers and I agreed to a date. Still not sure about the style but what the hell...ill give it a go.

So, dont all go running to the tele....if I do make it on tv it wont air for a year or so. But I have to do video diarys telling them what I think about things and how things are going. To much fun!! So Im pretty excited about this whoel thing. Something I wouldnt do back home...something different!

Soon we have to move to our new place...which means alot of cleaning and energy....but EXCITING! Our new place is way better then this one...so it will be worth the work. So till the next time...Ciao~

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