The Demon Flatmate – Part 2

User:J.J. self-drawn caricature of a British “chav” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Those who have read my previous post about the Demon Flatmate (http://blameitondisney.wordpress.com/2011/12/29/the-demon-flatmate/) will know that living with this self obsessed individual hasn’t been a bed of roses.

Things, however, had got some what better. The Demon Flatmate and her docile boyfriend either spent ridiculous amounts of time in her bedroom or were out of the flat. She was barely civil, even if she came face to face with us in the living area, she wouldn’t say hi unless we did first.

The only time DFM communicates with me is when she wants to brag about a modelling project or Z-list event she’s been invited to or if she’s at a loose end and wants to join us on a night out. She still steals my bread, ketchup, mayonnaise, milk and margarine and rarely buys toilet roll. But all this I can deal with as now life was relatively drama-free.

Well, it was until an incident occurred three weeks ago. My work friend, his friend and my flat mate (not DFM) were heading down for a few drinks locally on a Friday night. We bumped into DFM on our way down as asked if she wanted to join us, she had her headphones in and brushed us off and walked home.

We had a few drinks then the four of us went back to the flat. It was around midnight on a Friday night and we realised the guys were being loud when we got a text message from our other flat mate asking to keep the noise down. I was drinking green tea at this point and played on my phone while the others chatted. I went onto Facebook and DFM had updated her status:

“Don’t you just hate Chavs*? especially when they are in my living room waking me up! Time to call 999″

I was fuming and dangerously close to knocking on her bedroom door and confronting her. The guys left and I calmed down. The next morning I woke to find a group Facebook message to me and my two other flat mates:

“I’m not sure who was up till late last night but you lot took the biscuit. I’m all for having visitors but when they are loud & disrespectful I have a problem. If any of my friends or bf visits late they are courteous & respectful to my flat mates. I had my older brother on the phone who could hear a male voice shouting for an hour. I would appreciate if this didn’t happen again because I will not be made to feel intimidated in my own home!”

My flat mate replied:

“I’d like to begin by apologising for being loud last night. I agree that it was an unfair time and I understand your annoyance at that – as I would feel the same. So, please accept my apologies.

I do, however, find your comments about intimidation, shouting and disrespect very extreme. We were merely making conversation about comedy on the television etc. (although a little loud as mentioned above). Situations such as this do not happen often at all and we’ve ALL done the same at some point since being in the flat.

To say that it will never happen again will be a pretty empty promise as you never can tell what the future holds. However, I’m sure we will ALL give more care to avoid it.

I feel that communicating via Facebook is pretty impersonal, therefore we should arrange another house meeting for us all to get our niggles out – as I’m sure we all have them. Is tomorrow evening a good time for everyone? It’s been such a long time since we all had a conversation together, so it would be great to have us all in the same room.

I hope you accept my apology for the noise.”

The flat meeting never happened. DFM did, however come charging down the stairs when she heard me get in late Saturday night. I apologised for the noise and said it was ridiculous to resort to personal slurs – I couldn’t get further from a Chav if I tried, and threatening to call the police was completely ridiculous.

I told her I had been woken many times, often on work nights, but I had never hurled abuse or threatened police action. She made some excuse about having a migraine and scuttled back upstairs to her docile boyfriend.

* See photo for the definition of Chav

The Game Face

Yesterday, 1st May 2012, marked ten months since I moved to London. These ten months have been fun. 14 first dates, 5 random guys kissed, 2 holidays, 1 wedding, copious amounts of alcohol consumed, several self-help books read, I’ve gone up one dress size and almost got arrested once (another story, for another post).

But now I’m bored. Bored and lonely.

I’ve stopped drinking/socialising during weekdays and given up on dating websites – these two factors have lead to me having a reality check, and boy….reality sucks. I’ve had a little bit of a tough time the last couple of years but have always remained optimistic. I’ve turned to books like ‘The Secret’, kept myself busy and even visited clairvoyants…all to ensure I keep my Game Face on.

Over the past few months I’ve had three seperate friends comment on my positive and bubbly personality, on all three occasions I was surprised, for me, it was just me being myself. But was that person me? Or was it a daydreamer pretending to be happy and content?

I’ve always wanted children, and when the clairvoyant I met last month told me the two daughters I’d longed for weren’t far away, I could’ve hugged her. However, now I’m actually really scared of being alone.

Most of my friends are in relationships and nights out involve sitting in pubs not talking to anyone other than those we are with. My single friends who are looking for partners are few and far between, and nights out specifically to meet guys or to attend singles events with these friends have not ended well due to too many egos and insecurities.

I met a guy last month whom I really liked (and I thought liked me) even though it took him almost two weeks to meet me for a second date after our first one, I went against my gut instincts and tried to kid myself this could go somewhere. He was head and shoulders above all of the other guys I had dated and I thought my luck had finally changed.

However, its now been another two weeks since we last met and he has just cancelled plans to meet this weekend, its time for me to wake up and smell the coffee. He is supposedly single (having told me I was the first girl he had met from the website, I am pretty certain he is seeing who else is out there too), he lives 20 minutes away from me and I’ve seen him twice in the last month.

So… whats my game plan? I get plenty of attention from men but suffer from low self esteem. I’ve decided to join a gym. I will go and get my legs waxed and nails done. I will join match.com (yes, I know I’d had enough of online dating, but I actually can’t think of any better methods of meeting a potential baby-daddy at the moment). And most importantly I will put my Game Face back on again.

Being a daydreamer is better than being depressed and nobody wants to be around a miserable cow. And I promise this will be my last self pitying post (for a while, at least!)

Is honesty the best policy?

School banner (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Dear Miss Z,

Is honesty the best policy?

I’ve met a guy who I think I am falling for. He is ten years older than me with a very, very shady past. He has previously been heavily into drugs, sold them and been in prison, been involved with guns… he will never admit to anyone if he has killed someone and has even been shot at. His parents separated and he was adopted at a young age. He has two children, by two different women, neither of whom he has ever seen.

On a massive plus – he has changed his life around…and is not involved in any of this stuff now. He owns his own company, is very confident and charming and can get complete strangers to open up to him about very personal issues. He did not take advantage of me, and I felt really protected being with him. He’s assertive and knows what he wants, and has been totally honest with me about his life.
Should this potential relationship be pursued or are we just worlds apart considering I have led a very humble upbringing in comparison???

Any words of advice  would be much appreciated,

R xxx

Above is a real email sent to me by a close friend of mine. With her permission, I have decided to open this up for discussion. What do my blog readers think R should do?

 

Shrek – the perfect fairytale…

This is cute…. Guess I’m still waiting for my shrek, hurry up I’m getting inpatient

Eye Like You

Him: You have really thin eyebrows, well groomed.

Me: Are they really that thin? You’ve got me paranoid now.

Him: No, I like your eyebrows. In fact I like the rest of your face too.

Me: Awww that’s cute. Say it again.

Him: No.

Blame it on Disney gets some love

Since I began my blog late December I’ve amazingly had over 2500 hits (2499 more than I thought I’d have!) and had various shout outs and versatile blogger / Sunshine awards and I’ve finally got around to passing the love back so apologies for the delay!

 

 

 

As part of being nominated, I’m supposed to thank the person that nominated me. The most recent awards have been given to me by:

 

Lill and Jill – http://lillandjill.wordpress.com

 

xoxo bb – http://xoxoluvbb.wordpress.com

 

ShoesOverBooze – http://kissandhide.wordpress.com

 

sorealtonight – http://sorealtonight.wordpress.com

 

All awesome blogs, and a MASSIVE thank you for your support!

 

 

 

So according to the rules I shall answer some questions then nominate some worthy bloggers….

 

Favorite colour: Hot Pink

 

Favourite animal: Baby penguins (well, baby anything really)

 

Favourite number: 8

 

Prefer Facebook or Twitter: Facebook

 

Favourite non-alcoholic drink: Lychee juice or Starbucks skinny chai latte

 

Prefer getting or giving presents: Giving

 

Favourite pattern: polka dots

 

Favourite day of the week: Saturday

 

Favourite flower: Roses or sunflowers

 

 

 

Now, I have to tell you seven things about me (like you didn’t know enough already!):

 

1. My parents wanted me to be a pharmacist when I was younger. I have a degree in journalism and now work as a financial advisor.

 

2. My mum, brother and I send funny pictures of animals to each other randomly.

 

3. I applied to be on the Apprentice (UK) in 2008 and got through to the final 400.

 

4. I still get asked for I.D when buying alcohol (the botox is on hold for now

 

5. I have a little bit of an addictive personality. I’m currently addicted to Words With Friends, Draw Free and cheese wotsits.

 

6. Growing up, I was massively shy and had real self-confidence issues. I’m probably the most confident now than I ever have been (I once read an article saying 31 is when confidence peaks in women?)

 

7. Laughter and contentment are my favourite things. I love to be around people who are optimistic and genuinely grateful for what they have. We all have times when we are down, but there are lots of people much worse off and this is something we have to remember. Everyday I am thankful for my health and people who love me.

 

 

 

 

On that soppy note, time to pass some out some smiles and love…. The following bloggers are truly amazing not just for the fabulous support they have given me since I began my blog (without you, I probably would have stopped writing by now, your encouragement and words of wisdom have been invaluable!) but also for their inspiring, insightful and entertaining blogs….

 

Fyeahandroidtomato – http://fyeahandroidtomato.wordpress.com

 

Tony Bird – http://yourfriendtony.wordpress.com

 

Isidora Torres – http://xoxoisadora.wordpress.com

 

Daniel – http://1967etal.wordpress.com

 

karmicdiva – http://karmicdiva.wordpress.com

 

The Travelling Prophet – http://thetravellingprophet.wordpress.com

 

Olly Parry-Jones – http://ollypj.wordpress.com

 

Firemanswifey – http://preciousadventures.wordpress.com

 

Lady Sparkle – http://ladysparkle.wordpress.com

 

Mad Irish Girl – http://madirishgirl.wordpress.com

 

New Single Guy – http://newsingleguy.wordpress.com

 

Reebit – http://reesubmerged.wordpress.com

 

Jake McMillan http://jakemcmillan.wordpress.com

 

Jensine – http://jensinewall.wordpress.com

 

I will be contacting these bloggers shortly to let them know I’ve nominated them

 

 

 

Love & Laughter

 

Miss Z

 

xxx

 

Rihanna knows

Rihanna – We All Want Love

Loving this song at the moment, feeling the lyrics <3

Something to make me feel better…

Being rejected/ignored has put me in a bad mood. I guess I now know how it feels for the guys who are into me and text and call me and I ignore them…not nice!

In the meantime I saw this and it made me smile….

The one where I take my own advice

a love heart in water (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Ever since I read the book ‘He’s just not that into you‘ I’ve turned into one of those annoying people who quote the title at every given opportunity. Anytime my friends complain about their boyfriends/boys they want to be their boyfriends, I often reply with the phrase.

Those of you who have been following me would have noticed that have been pretty quiet on the dating blog front. This is mainly due to the fact that I’ve stopped singles events and hidden my profile on the dating websites. These two factors along with the disastrous last date I’d been on (The Beard Guy http://blameitondisney.wordpress.com/2012/03/16/the-beard-guy/) were enough to put me off dating (for now).

The day I deleted my profile on the dating sites I began ‘talking’ to a guy. He seemed funny and nice and works as a TV producer. I gave him my number and we exchanged a couple of messages before he went to Austria for a skiing trip. I didn’t expect to hear back from him so was surprised when he contacted me on his return.

A few more messages later, and he asked me out for a drink. I agreed, and went to meet him on Good Friday. I had zero expectations of the date and had told my flat mate that I would be back within two hours and we would watch a DVD and have popcorn. I even jokingly named this guy ‘Chubster’ as he looked a bit large in a couple of his photos.

When I arrived at the pub he was sat on a bench outside and wasn’t chubby. He was funny and clever and was nice to the bar staff. The date didn’t feel like a date, it was really relaxed. He told me he had recently joined the website and I was the first girl he had met from it, according to him he wasn’t into game playing and liked to be upfront.

He said he was annoyed he hadn’t met me a couple of weeks ago as he would have asked me to be his plus one for his friend’s wedding the following day and asked me whether I would go on another date with him. I was with him for four hours and then headed home.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about him until the next day, when I couldn’t stop thinking or talking about him. I texted him to say have fun at the wedding and he replied. I replied again and heard nothing again for two days. We exchanged a couple of messages but having to wait hours and days to hear from him is starting to annoy me.

Maybe he met someone at the wedding or perhaps he’s on the website again to see who else is out there. Either way, it’s quite clear… He’s just not that into me.

The tale of two Martins

A Love Heart (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Does movie love exist? What happened to my friend certainly has a movie feel to it and involves two guys called Martin.

My friend R met London Martin at a singles event we went to in February, (see my previous post, The one where I flake out http://blameitondisney.wordpress.com/2012/02/12/the-one-where-i-flake/) They went on a few dates, he was kind and funny and despite a couple of heated debates, things seem to go well. R invited him along as her plus-one to a friend’s wedding she had over Easter weekend and he agreed to go.

In the meantime she went on holiday to America for a couple of weeks to see a friend. On the way home she took a flight to Washington to get a connecting flight to London. She was running late for her flight and the airport did a final call for her, the entire flight was waiting for her but she made it in the nick of time.

As she went to sit down she noticed a man was sat in her window seat. As he moved to allow her to sit, he made a comment about the flight being delayed due to her. They spent the entire two-hour flight talking and drinking. She discovered he was originally from North England but now lived in Boston.

The flight was delayed landing in Washington and R missed her connecting flight to London. Boston Martin decided to miss his flight too and they spent the next 24 hours together in Washington. She discovered he was in his mid-forties with three grown children and an ex-wife.

They really connected in the space of time they spent together and exchanged details before going their separate ways. This sounded like a plot from a chick flick, I was very excited when R told me about what had happened.

Two weeks later, and Boston Martin was calling and texting R on a regular basis. London Martin, on the other hand, did a disappearing act. He didn’t contact R other than a few text messages, and two days before R’s friend’s wedding, he told her he couldn’t go.

His excuse? It’s too far (is South London really that far from South-West London?) and it’s too early (11am…really?). R was unsure about what to do about him so I lent her my book ‘He’s just not that into you’, she’s read it and things are starting to make sense.

Logistically I’m not sure how things will work out with Boston Martin as he lives half way across the world, but I’m certain that even if it doesn’t, R will find herself someone who deserves her, and is certainly better off without London Martin. I’m also glad that she got to experience a little bit of Disney, even if it was only for 24 hours….