Getting lost

I have been in an adventure mood these few days, doing things on impulse for the thrill. For example, I just came back from work on Friday, booked a hotel and off I went to catch a train to spend a night in Cardiff.

And I wanted to do the same thing today, except that I was tempted to book a hotel with facilities like a jaccuzzi, pool and beauty treatments. I do have a strong crave of being pampered, and was dying to book a room in Marriott Hotel, because I didn't sleep very well last night, and ever since Dearie's return, I have been craving for that wonderful sleep I had in that hotel. The bed is the most comfy out of all the hotels I have stayed in, and I reckon Marriott must be really proud of their beds, because they actually sell the mattress and pillows online (Can someone buy me their pillows please...?).

The price did wake me up from my senses though, and I was hoping that Dearie would be sweet enough to say "Ok. I'll pay for it. Let's go there tonight." But no. He said we'll spend a night there when he gets a job (and even though he means it, I know it'll never happen...).

I continued searching for cheaper hotels similar to Marriott, but unfortunately, the prices were either too steep or fully booked. And so, I had to make do with the miserable plan of having a dinner out.

It's really sad that I've never really been on a real date with Dearie. Like days like this, there is a good reason to put on make up, and wear a nice dress with heels, holding Dearie's hand and go to a restaurant for dinner. But no, we're always in jeans and dirty track shoes.

We were talking abt this on the train (will talk abt the train trip later). And I was quite sad when Dearie said that he really wish that he'll be able to have a proper date with me (setting a date and time, reminding me to dress up, drive his car to pick me up and take me to a fancy restaurant), and said he's had such an experience, but it was with a girl he didn't like. I was disappointed because..why isn't it me?

Anyway, I had a rather different new year's eve. I got lost on a train. I wouldn't panic at all if I had gotten onto the wrong MRT in Sg, but it does panic me when I get onto the wrong train in Wales, especially when it's not very early and on NYE. There was a high chance that I'll end up sleeping on the road for the rest of the night and the whole of tomorrow since there won't be any buses/trains running on NYD. I was actually supposed to catch a train that goes towards the eastern direction, but ended up boarded the train that came on to same track which was going west.

Because of this, I missed my miserable little hope of having dinner in another town (after I failed to embark on my exciting hotel trip), and ended up spending more than 2 hours in the train sleeping. Sigh...

That's how I spent my NYE.

Wanted to spend some lovey dovey time with Dearie, but it became a major turn off when he said my hair smells of food and then dozing off a while later. Grrr....

Haven't blogged anything abt Xmas and my bday because it was spent in the most miserable way u can ever think of.

And I do notice that I haven't been blogging for a while. I did blog, but halfway through, I tend to delete everything away, accounts to why there hasn't been any entry.

Ok. I'm gonna go shower now. Forget abt the lovey dovey time. Not in the mood for it already after the nasty comment.

Happy New Year 2008 everyone. I'm sure it's not gonna be a good yr for me, and I'm not looking forward to it...but aiyah..hopefully it'll be a good one for u.