What is it with men?!

My birthday as you know was July 29th, My boyfriend (he is awful at money management) was skint by the time it came around, he gets payed at the beginning of the month so he promised that he would get me a nintendo Wii at the beginning of August. I really should have known better, we cam round to going shopping on wednesday, 5 mins before we go out he says "oh yeah i can't afford a birthday present for you, i'll get it for you next month" obviously i was more then slightly pissed off.

I have come to the conclusion that all men should be put into money management courses, As you can expect our conversation ended up like this:
Me "what have you spent all your money on this month?"
Harry "i don't know, probably getting pissed"
Me "How drunk were you?! if you spent that much money you must have been a lot drunker then you told me"
Harry *grunt*
Me"what?!"
Harry "Nothing babe, sorry. Can i go on the Xbox now?"

I really do give up!

Drunks on a train

I'm now finally home after visiting my best friend tamsin up at her dads house in aberdeen. It was quite nice, brilliant for shopping. I had too buy another suitcase there to bring everything home.

The flight up there wasn't actually as bad as i thought it would be, ALOT of turbulance which was bloody scary, i swear the plane dropped about 10 ft but i got there in one piece and my suitcase hadn't dissapeared so it as all good!

I have to admit after spending a solid week with tamsin i had had enough of her by the end of it and i think the train journey on the way home (9 hours on trains without a fag - it was torture) didn't really help either. But i am home and i am feeling calmer and after seeing my boyfriend - harry i was much more relaxed.

Nothing against Tamsin but her family are a bit bizzare, don't get me wrong their lovely but just slightly odd. My parents don't have much control over me (my mum blames it on my councelor i had when i was 15 - not sure why though) but they don't have a problem with me not coming home for a few days and don't care about me smoking and all but tamsins parents. Their just slightly odd really. I was shocked when her mum wouldn't let her out because she had to tidy her room, she is nearly 18 and it struck me as being severley abnormal. This could be because i have no idea of what normal parenting is but i was shocked. Anyway this has come from when the train stopped at a station and people got off so i said i'm going to the loo, fairly normal i thought. Then her dad turned to me and said oh just wait until were moving again yea - firstly i was like huh i havent been told i cant go to the toilet since i was at school (about a year ago now) and secondly was to go off on one but i thought better of the latter as it would just cause a scene... But then the train got overly crowded and i couldn't actually move to go to the loo... i wasnt happy!! after a while there was some comosion coming from slightly further down the train so i was just looking at what was going on and noticed it was a very drunk man with all his friends trying to control him (seriously drunk people can really improve train journeys) he then noticed me and proceeded to come up to my seat get down on one knee, take my hand and "say yes or no" For me this was highly entertaining (and oddly flattering) but i don't think tamsins father foun it quite as entertaining and gave this guy a rather dirty look. After numerous rejections this man finally left me and went back to his friends. Later in the journey i noticed that this guy had now fallen asleep on his friend and was dribbling on him. I still hadn't been to the toilet so i had to try not too laugh too hard.

I don't think i've had such an amusing train journey, seriously if ever you have to go on a long train journey make sure there's a drunk weirdo on there. It really does improve the journey!!

The trauma of flying

ok so tomorrow i'm going to aberdeen to spend some time with my best friend (her dad lives down there so she's visiting him) but she is already down there so to get there i have to get a plane which is all fine and normal, i've flown many times before but never on my own. The thought is rather petrifying. I wouldn't say i was stupid but i can have the odd dense moment were my head just turns to moosh and i have no idea of anything.

Now the first worry is what if my bags end up on the wrong plane, being a skint fashion-concsious 17-year-old this thought is totally petrifying. Especially as my new topshop axel boots are in that case and currently i am totally in love with them.

Ok chances of losing case is minimal (i hope) but then the next worry what if i get lost and miss my plane? this is also highly traumatic for me as all airports are huge and confusing. if it was gatwick, i would have been fairly confident as i often fly from there, but no, its luton. I have never been there in my life (and if any of you have ever seen the programme airline, the place looks like it's full of nutters)

Then there is the hole new rule of no more than 100ml in a bottle, Ok it's not too bad but it does mean that i have to leave most of my make up in case, this isn't too bad i'm not huge on the make-up front but it's still worrying. I always get paranoid that i'm going to leave something important thats in a bottle over 100ml in my bag and it will be confiscated.

Then there is the huge embarrasment of always being stopped at security, The metal detector thingy always goes off, firstly my earrings, then belly bar, then skirt buttons. Then they go round the back and i have to go through everything again (obviously without the belly bar going off) usually thisn't too bad as i have people with me so we can have a laugh about it but on your own, you would just look like a weirdo in all fairness...

All this is rather traumatic for me and by the time i get to the airport tomorrow i'm sure i will just be a paranoid wreck. Hopefully i will be proved wrong and everything will be fine. I'm just gonna keep everything crossed for the time being.