My anti valentines day

Now I have never been fond of valentines day, whether i'm in the singleton camp, permanantly attached to someone else, or in a blurry confusseled place between the two.

I don't like it when i'm single because obviously im bitter and just want to throw up every time I see a heart or a rose. 

BUT

I also hate it when i'm not because I truly do not believe you should have just one day to say that you love someone. It's something that should be done everyday not once a year. And for the same reason I'm not a fan of anniversaries, so what you've been together 2 years, 3 years....why congratulate yourselves for that? If your with someone you should treasure them all the time! not take them for-granted 364 days a year and be nice to them once to even it out!

Anyway, having split up with my bf at christmas, yesterday I was a bitter and twisted singleton all morning, then promptly forgot all about it at the prospect of an 'anti valentines day skool girl' party me and my friends were having that evening. (By some stroke of 'luck'-is that really the right word??-we all seemed to be single)

So determined to get very drunk and have a good night we started partying around 8.30, and pretty much forgot entirely about it being valentines day and got incredibly drunk, and played a lot of singstar.

It was only when we went out that we were reminded of what losers we were.

The club was dead.....and filled with particularly desperate looking men....perhaps we looked desperate too?eek? and it then occurred to me that no one else was out because everyone else....i mean everyone....the whole town practically (minus a few freaks)-has a significant other.

Or at least someone they could call up so they didn't feel too pathetic on valentines day.

So there wasn't much atmosphere in Bakers.....but it being half empty had some huge bonus points from when i was standing

1 every song i requested (no matter how crap) was played

2 every shout out i had was, well, shouted out lol

3 I could bust some amazing moves without jumping on top of someone and causing a pile up

4 No queue for the bar.

So after feeling momentarily pathetic-I had an amazing night!

The only thing missing was the lack of male talent......but then since I'm seriously contemplating becoming a lesbinim, that didn't really bother me :P

What will 2009 bring??

I don't actually know anybody going 'out' out this New Year, in these credit crunching times who can afford it? If I was to go out in Chav central (Southend on Sea for those of you who are unaware) I reckon my night out could have cost £228.20-

Taxi there £20

Taxi Back £40

Club entry £25

Pre going out bottle of wine £6

Dress, Shoes, Bag, Accessories etc £130 maybe?

Full price drinks over the night £30 (and I'm not a huge drinker)

Cheesie chips £2.20

no thanks.

So not having that sort of cash, I like most am going to a house party/gathering. A few of my mates, some cheap bottles of wine and nibbles and a few sleeping bags and volia, not even £20 a person. Bargain. After all, the hyped up nights are always the worst aren't they, especially when you're recently split from your boyfriend (which I am).

So the likelihood of this evening is that I'll drink too much, take too many horrible pictures, cry far too much and probably be pretty miserable..... but I'll be £208.20 better off than if i went out.

Roll on 2009, although the prospects for the year aren't looking great really are they.

Grandma Glamour- men want sex appeal, not knitting.

Prince Will is meant to be in a very very very serious replationship with Kate Middleton.

She's said to be at the height of cultured fashion, although in my opinino, frumpy and drab. She's not ugly, but there is something of a Katie Holmes/granny vibe about her-which is just not the right image for a young girl.

Aparrently I'm not the only one who thinks so.

Last night Wills, Harry and Chelsey (note no kate) when out on a very expensive night on the town, Kate was probably tucked up in bed with a warm glass of milk. They were having a great time, a few drinks, a few jokes....

Enter Paris Hilton. (and Christina)

Will cannot take his eyes off her. The blonde glamourous slightly slutty looking girl who is a million miles away from his dowdy girlfriend.

According to sources after inviting them to share his table, Will repeated comments on how beautiful she is, repeatedly.

I think this says it all really. No guy, not even the heir to the throne really fantasises about their grandma.

You can only be young once after all. Make the most of it.