Cheating Girlfriend

A while ago I wrote about my good friend AB. Her boyfriend left UK because he got better job in Germany and it was supposed to be temporary - max 6 months. She, however, persuaded to stay him longer and longer, so he's been gone for almost a year. A week after he left, she met a younger guy in a club - very fit, with tattoos and great body. We all thought that it was just a typical fling - one week, two weeks, one month tops. It turned out to be different - all this time she was with that boy - going with him on holidays, festivals and spending time at her place. 

She almost completely blocked me out from her life - a very random phone call or text - a far cry from last year spending-ever-weekend-in-a-club. Boyfriend and her official boyfriend know each other well and I like him too. Officially - Boyfriend didn't know about anything, but of course after a couple of months I just gave in a told him everything - I just can't keep secrets from him! 

Me and Dom-dom often talked about that situation. How it is acceptable to have a short fling, but nothing for such a long time! It's basically as if she had two boyfriends - she was flying to Frankfurt once, twice a month to spend weekend with one of them and the other was in London. Of course none of them knew about the other.

Until today. Her (since today) ex-boyfriend just sent me, Boyfriend, Dom-dom, AM, AB's sister and three of her friends a video on Facebook made by AB showing this new guy in her room watching TV. He also wrote underneath that today he met this guy in her bed and that ends their 6 year relationship. She is so busted, we need a new word for busted. I wonder if she will speak to me or just erase me from her life. She'll obviously know that the video was sent - her sister will tell her.

AB's birthday party

Last night we went for the AB's birthday party. When it was time to get ready I was not exactly in a party mood, because the club we were supposed to go to - Abacus - is in the City. This means that it could be in a middle of nowhere for me. Because the London tube does NOT work after 1am, the only options of how to get home that you have when you go clubbing is (1) take a night bus - not a good option when you are going alone, plus, you may still need to take a long walk as the bus routes are not that many; (2) take a cab/mini cab - very pricey option, not good if travelling alone, because you can't split the bill with others. I am still shocked by the fact that the public transport in London is so horrible. I know that they need to do maintenance of tracks and everything, but still - the lines are usually closed completely at weekends. I was voting for Boris Johnson, because he promised that the tube will be open on Friday and Saturday until 3am. Never trust a politician.

Anyway, I was not happy about Abacus choice, because this would mean that I would go for only 2 hours of clubbing! Besides the last tube our other option was changing 3 buses which would last around 1,5h. Not fun at all. And because recently in London it's freaking freezing, I was not keen on going outside. In the end, I gathered my strength and we went there. It was even worse than I expected, but hey - I knew it anyway - from the last time I've been there. I only had one Sex on the Beach and that was it for me. 

AB was freaking out, because Boyfriend came with me. I think she was secretly hoping that he wouldn't come - even though she sent him an invitation. The reason for her uneasiness was that the guy she is cheating her boyfriend with was also there! His every attempt of talking to the Boyfriend was quickly suppressed by AB and all the time she was telling me to keep them separated. I think that if she wouldn't be that drunk, she probably would have a heart attack. She will get caught eventually. I've done a little catching up with Dom-dom and AP too, but what we need is a proper girls' night out. 

The Worst Nightmare

Today I went to help D. with her UCAS application. I basically completely rewritten her entire personal statement. Oh, how I hate these things! Writing crap about yourself which someone barely reads and it's just a formality.

AB is not feeling very good. She has her birthday bash on the 28th - and she had to postpone it because her grandmother is in a hospital. She feels guilty, because she's not back home with her family, so I tried to comfort her. What could she do anyway? My high school friend, K., who lives in London too recently posted that he's going on an emergency trip back home - his grandfather ended up in a hospital. Just when I read that he came back to London for 3 days, he updated his status with RIP and that he's going back on the same day.

On a more positive note, on Tuesday I'm going to Kent to visit AW. She is huge and can't move, so we're not meeting in London. Besides, I'm happy, because it's going to be good for me - going away from this shit-hole - even if for a couple of hours.

I also had The Most Horrible Nightmare EVER. Until this day I always thought that dreaming about my mother in her wedding dress in a coffin when I was circa 13 was the worst thing. This night changed it all. I have never felt my heart beating so fast when I woke-up. Even after running. I don't want to think about it, but it comes like a punch to a face when I close my eyes. I still have a major trouble sleeping. I wake up around 3-4am and I am restless until 5-6am. I just can't go back to sleep. I'm even thinking about drinking this drug I got from my aunt - she gave it to me to calm my nerves. I don't know how long I'll stand it.

Sex and the City

Third day in a row I'm watching SATC. All seasons from the beginning. I just love it. LOVE IT! It is amazing how much Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha taught me! And it's amazing how you can get attach to them and treat them as your own friends. They are so open and simply fun whilst at the same time they deal with some serious problems. AM always claims that I remind her of Charlotte. And it is kinda true. I can really easily relate to her - style (OK, maybe when we talk fashion I'm a hybrid between Charlotte and Carrie), innocence and quirkiness.  

Sometimes I still dream about living in New York, moving my girlfriends over there and having a fab Manolos collection. We always want what we can't have. I know I should be more grateful - I live in London, have great  friends and wardrobe which doesn't want to close full of not-so-labeled clothes. And I am grateful. It's just sometimes I'd like to be as free as they are and careless. And to talk about sex without any inhibitions...

I was talking to KO for 2.5 hours on Skype today. If Boyfriend had known that he would be very sad. I know that he is so jealous of him that even a mere mention of his name gives him creeps. But I'm sorry - I want KO to be part of my life and nothing and no-one can change that. I've had a MAJOR crush on him and I still have it. I know that sometimes it may be playing with fire, but that's what makes the life more interesting, doesn't it?

At least I am not cheating like AB. She told everyone on Facebook* what a fabulous time she had in Turkey with her girlfriends (I was sure at that point that she went there with her sister) and it turns out that she went there with a guy she met in a club. She met him exactly one week after her boyfriend (for 6 years) went to Germany for 1 year to work there as an IT consultant. And apparently AB and her boyfriend are still together! She has one hot guy here in London and the other husband-type in Germany. I still don't get that. Personally, the guilt would have eaten me alive. And the weirdest thing is that she wanted her boyfriend to go away so she could have fun - and all she did was to SETTLE for the first guy she's met! Where's the fun in that?! Work hard, play hard, cheat hard!

* The most depressing thing was that her actual boyfriend LIKED her status. Poor thing doesn't know what a bitch she is!

What to wear: Halloween Edition

Every day is a never-ending saga of What to wear (My wardrobe is full and I STILL have nothing to wear!). There is only week and a half before a special edition of this programme: What to wear: Halloween Edition. This is serious. Dom-dom reminded me yesterday that we didn't discuss any possibilities! This year, like usually, we're going to be dressed up and clubbing somewhere in central London. Apparently, there is this girl which is organising a party and our Group Elite is coming. I need to think fast and make decisions even faster. I do NOT want it to be like last year.

Last year I was so busy with my studies that I put off buying my costume for the last minute. It was a very bad decision and I regretted it dearly. I was constantly on the telephone/texting/BBM with Dom-dom, AM, Monx and AB about which outfit to choose and what is SHE wearing. In the end I've chosen to dress up as a Marie Antoinette. Sexy one. I mean barely-there dress, white stockings with blue ribbons and extreme silver heels. And what did I get? Certainly nothing like that.

Me and Boyfriend decided to venture to the biggest and most-well-stocked costume shop in London. They say that it has 6 floors for crying out loud! I was so excited! So off we went, on a Saturday afternoon. My dreams were crushed and reality hit me when we were standing in the queue OUTSIDE of the shop for about 40 minutes. Inside was even worse, cramped like sardines in a tin I was beginning to feel like this is a fight for survival. Of course my natural instincts of preservation and finding a good piece of prêt-à-porter kicked in and I delegated Boyfriend to his floor to find something* for himself. I didn't have time for it!

When I finally got to the last floor (stairs and the place is tiny) - because OF COURSE ladies' costumes must be in some "dark" corner - I've found out that EVERYTHING from my prospective list of Items To Buy When There Is No Marie Antoinette Costume is sold out! After spending painful 2 hours trying to get attention of sales people I gave up and chose a fairy outfit** with last minute addition of sparkly wings. A far, far, FAR cry from my FABBEST choice.

Still, we did have an amazing night, but for the whole year now all I can think about how amazing I would will look in the costume I wanted. And now I've visited the website and some of them are already out of stock on the website! No way. On Tuesday I'm going there and I'm not leaving without a fight.

* He also had a bit of a problem, because some costumes were sold out, but in the end he settled for Robin Hood. He was not impressed.

** I panicked and it was a safe choice. No-one can try the items on, because it is one-of-a-kind-very-expensive-and-child-labour-stuff-from-China. Packed in a sealed plastic bag. Apparently if you have spare £70, you can become an owner of these amazing pièces de résistance.