Three lovely, excellent and glorious years, I have been with Ramese for. I wouldn’t change him or the time we’ve spent together for anything.

I guess this is sort of an appreciation post, thanks honey for being there when I get teary, thanks for watching all the silly movies, thanks for talking to me while I have a shower, thanks for letting me wear your socks, thanks for not sooking too much when I forget to give said socks back, thanks for letting me laugh, cry and smile with you. Thank you for being the whole sole person I can truly depend on. Thanks for being my gossip pal, thanks for warming up my fingers and changing for milo to coffee. Thank you sweetheart for being best friends with my mum, thank you for making to coffees when we’re playing cards. Thank you for giving up long weekends to lay in bed with me watching tv. Thank you boo for spoiling me on birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas and just every chance you get, thank you for loving me for me. Cheers for the all the nights that you kick me while your sleeping and keeping me awake on work nights so you can talk. Thank you for becoming a talker! You never use to be! Haha, thank you sweet pea for laughing at my terrible jokes, for listening to be debrief of work in the nights. And most of all thank you for being you! Your perfect in every single way and I love your irresistible humour, smile, laugh, winge face and most of all your tired voice. I love you!

Happy three years tomorrow!

How do you tell someone that as much as you love and support them, you cannot afford to be there for them on their special day?

Why would I be having pain in my arm?

Today sucks, I seriously cannot wait for our weekend away!

The most exciting thing about moving out in the next couple of months is the fact that I won’t have to baby wipe the toilet seat every single time I go to the toilet because Ramese can actually aim for the fucking water. 

I despise having little brothers. We have tried everything! 

Today I am tired, I just want to sleep forever!

On a plus note, weekend away is booked and ready to go! We are both so excited! Only three weekends away!!!!!

I cannot wait to get paid tomorrow night and have all the monies!

What else is happening… Ramese and I have actively started looking at places, we went and saw what we thought would be a great place on Saturday turned out to be a load of rubbish, it was the most depressing place I have ever seen! No light, no nothing! So I’m booking a few appointments over the next couple of days to check out this Saturday. All I must say is the pictures aren’t everything!

On a super upside, it’s actually happening!

Mums baby plans are completely in force and she’s planning to be pregnant by my nineteenth birthday!

What else? Ramese and I and a friend are going upto allannahs place on the 11th of may to chill out which again is exciting! We have so many plans over the next month! It’s crazy!

I got asked to work tomorrow, I’m too lazy and said no. And then I find out I could have been in NICU, my fave place with all the babies! Wah! I’m so sad that I said no! I love the babies, and the mums and the nurses. And my hands are peeling from my tan that I didn’t even know I had. That or it’s a reaction to all the dumb alcohol rubs and washing or my hands from work :(

I would love to go to splendour in the grass in byron bay, but I can already see that’ll cost a small fortune to even consider it. It honestly has one of the best lineups. Why does it have to be all the way up at the gold coast! That’s too far for me to drive!

edit: I need more friends that would want to make the trip with me!  

I’m going to go home, have a shower, wash my hair, have a cup of milo and sleep my little heart out. I am ridiculously tired, it’a crazy.

On the top side, I had a top weekend.

On a total selfish side, I desperately want to crawl upto Ramese and have a crazy nice and sweet cuddle.