Proper Update....
Havent been here properly for a bit, so just an update. I'll be nice and tag it, unless you're really that interested in whats going on :p
Finally discovered why my guts have been giving me gip - its IBS apparently. Go google it, but man it hurts. Seems to be cheese that sets it off mainly, which really fucking sucks because I *love* cheese. Its the only thing that could possibly compete with Ben for my affections :p *sigh* No cure, just need to change my diet a bit, which isnt a bad thing. Less dairy, more wholemeal. Oh, and stress stes it off *really* bad. If I get wound up, upset, etc (which to be fair is a lot of the time) I get horrendous stomach pains and I need the loo. Not that you needed to know that. Could be worse I guess. I did get a week off work because they thought it may have been Colitis which is a bit more serious. But its not that, so yay!
Going well, getting better all the time! 5 Months now! Talked a lot lately, quite personal stuff :p and I would *really* like to think he appreciates my forgiving, sacrificing and tolerant nature when it comes to him. Okay, I know I just made that sound uber dramatic, and Im not looking for ass-kissing, but I am starting to believe that he believes I love him, and would do anything for him. Hooray! The only thing is the fact I only see him at weekends. It really, really bites!! Monday mornings have officially become my least favourite time of the week, for a totally different reason than most. I can deal with it, before you start panicking my dear :p but it doesnt mean I have to like it!! When he came downstairs this morning as I was making coffee and hugged me from behind I felt fucking awful because he was about to leave. Obviously the actions were nice! :p Plans are being brought up here and there for the future, which I always like because I have always been a fan of stability in my life... Generally havent got it, but thats another tale :p *Insert childish, foot-stomping, whining rant here* I reeeeaaaalllllllyyyyyy miss him... *sob* Oh, and when we were making whoopee the other night, it was so good he popped a blood vessel in his head, and had a massive headache, so we had to go to ASDA at 3am for Ibuprofen. Im officially damn good at da making of da love! :p I am sorry though dear - hope it was worth it!! Hehe :p
Went to Wokingham Saturday to his friends Nick and Ally's Housewarming party. All his mates seem really nice, and a good laugh, especially Nick and Mike (with his child-luring mickey mouse tie :p). I have to insert this bit, a.k.a hold up my hands lest Ben will do it for me in his livejournal, but I not only tried to keep up with Ben drinking, but I was also mixing like a Bishop. I had about 12 different types of alcohol in my system at one point! :-s We went to try and sleep in the kitchen, and a daddy long legs flew into my mouth. Being drunk and not particularly fond of flying bugs anyway, I spazzed out. Ben still maintains there was no bug, and it was a drunken apparition or something. So, 10 minutes and a mild performance from me later, we were tucked up in his car. This was just as well, because shortly after, the inevitable happened, and I swung the car door open and puked *everywhere*. T'was a pretty pink colour due to the sangria, and full of nachos. I then closed the door and went to sleep. 6 hours and a banging headache later, we woke up to the smell of vomit. I the made the horrendous discovery that the reason I could smell spew when I spewed outside was because I hadnt managed to get it all outside, and Ben now had a pink coloured, chunky textured car interior. Cue *major* embarassment, shame and guilt. He kept saying it didnt matter, hugging me, and then proceeded to remove most of the chunks from the side pocket with his ice scraper. Oh, and I vomited all over my pink and black, Billy-joe Armstrong-esque tie, which was residing in the side compartment, and is now in the front garden of Nick and Ally's flats, in one of the shrubs, covered in spew. Excellent >.< We got up and I proceded to be pale, have the shakes, and spew up 2 more times during the course of the morning. Rest of the day was spent trying not to be ill. Managed it eventually. Ben is absolutely amazing - rubbing my back when sick, cleaning it up, then saying it didnt matter, and tolerating the fact I was to keep going outside in the morning for regular walks which ended in me being sick again... Im onto a winner! :-D
Had Applied Veterinary Science today, and we were looking at the thing I hate most - The X-Ray Machine! Couldnt understand it on the BTEC ND, couldnt understand it on the HNC, still dont understand it on the degree :-s Excellent. So must show willing and go look it up in a bit! Said I would be proactive and look at me on LJ - Great start! :p Oh! And Im Student Rep again for this year! Looks good on the CV and get paid to bitch and moan at the lecturers. Result! :p
So there we go! Thats whats been going on! This may be updated at a later date! :-)
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Finally discovered why my guts have been giving me gip - its IBS apparently. Go google it, but man it hurts. Seems to be cheese that sets it off mainly, which really fucking sucks because I *love* cheese. Its the only thing that could possibly compete with Ben for my affections :p *sigh* No cure, just need to change my diet a bit, which isnt a bad thing. Less dairy, more wholemeal. Oh, and stress stes it off *really* bad. If I get wound up, upset, etc (which to be fair is a lot of the time) I get horrendous stomach pains and I need the loo. Not that you needed to know that. Could be worse I guess. I did get a week off work because they thought it may have been Colitis which is a bit more serious. But its not that, so yay!
Going well, getting better all the time! 5 Months now! Talked a lot lately, quite personal stuff :p and I would *really* like to think he appreciates my forgiving, sacrificing and tolerant nature when it comes to him. Okay, I know I just made that sound uber dramatic, and Im not looking for ass-kissing, but I am starting to believe that he believes I love him, and would do anything for him. Hooray! The only thing is the fact I only see him at weekends. It really, really bites!! Monday mornings have officially become my least favourite time of the week, for a totally different reason than most. I can deal with it, before you start panicking my dear :p but it doesnt mean I have to like it!! When he came downstairs this morning as I was making coffee and hugged me from behind I felt fucking awful because he was about to leave. Obviously the actions were nice! :p Plans are being brought up here and there for the future, which I always like because I have always been a fan of stability in my life... Generally havent got it, but thats another tale :p *Insert childish, foot-stomping, whining rant here* I reeeeaaaalllllllyyyyyy miss him... *sob* Oh, and when we were making whoopee the other night, it was so good he popped a blood vessel in his head, and had a massive headache, so we had to go to ASDA at 3am for Ibuprofen. Im officially damn good at da making of da love! :p I am sorry though dear - hope it was worth it!! Hehe :p
Went to Wokingham Saturday to his friends Nick and Ally's Housewarming party. All his mates seem really nice, and a good laugh, especially Nick and Mike (with his child-luring mickey mouse tie :p). I have to insert this bit, a.k.a hold up my hands lest Ben will do it for me in his livejournal, but I not only tried to keep up with Ben drinking, but I was also mixing like a Bishop. I had about 12 different types of alcohol in my system at one point! :-s We went to try and sleep in the kitchen, and a daddy long legs flew into my mouth. Being drunk and not particularly fond of flying bugs anyway, I spazzed out. Ben still maintains there was no bug, and it was a drunken apparition or something. So, 10 minutes and a mild performance from me later, we were tucked up in his car. This was just as well, because shortly after, the inevitable happened, and I swung the car door open and puked *everywhere*. T'was a pretty pink colour due to the sangria, and full of nachos. I then closed the door and went to sleep. 6 hours and a banging headache later, we woke up to the smell of vomit. I the made the horrendous discovery that the reason I could smell spew when I spewed outside was because I hadnt managed to get it all outside, and Ben now had a pink coloured, chunky textured car interior. Cue *major* embarassment, shame and guilt. He kept saying it didnt matter, hugging me, and then proceeded to remove most of the chunks from the side pocket with his ice scraper. Oh, and I vomited all over my pink and black, Billy-joe Armstrong-esque tie, which was residing in the side compartment, and is now in the front garden of Nick and Ally's flats, in one of the shrubs, covered in spew. Excellent >.< We got up and I proceded to be pale, have the shakes, and spew up 2 more times during the course of the morning. Rest of the day was spent trying not to be ill. Managed it eventually. Ben is absolutely amazing - rubbing my back when sick, cleaning it up, then saying it didnt matter, and tolerating the fact I was to keep going outside in the morning for regular walks which ended in me being sick again... Im onto a winner! :-D
Had Applied Veterinary Science today, and we were looking at the thing I hate most - The X-Ray Machine! Couldnt understand it on the BTEC ND, couldnt understand it on the HNC, still dont understand it on the degree :-s Excellent. So must show willing and go look it up in a bit! Said I would be proactive and look at me on LJ - Great start! :p Oh! And Im Student Rep again for this year! Looks good on the CV and get paid to bitch and moan at the lecturers. Result! :p
So there we go! Thats whats been going on! This may be updated at a later date! :-)
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