If you dont count that verbal piffle that was my rant on Myspace! Hello fellow Bloggers and blog lurkers this is my first attempt at a blog. It's a bit like when i claimed i "hated" converse shoes...but 4 years later bought some anyway.
I apologise in advance if anyone i know stumbles upon this and is offended...obviously if i didnt want people to read this i would have written on that ancient artifact known as paper, but there is some sick part of me that craves attention whether it is positive of negative...il just go ahead and blame my mother or something!
So the main point of this online bandwagon is to tell you all about my life...that is if yours is so boring you have to read the accounts of others...It will mostly be bitching as that is what i do best. I am Madame grump and i enjoy that label.
So the last few months...what a rollercoaster ride of emotion and tantrums that has been. For those who have had the displeasure of reading my garbled and slated myspaz blog you will know the story. I meet a man on the internet, turns out he used to work for PGL and lives in Bristol. He comes round with curry, we have sex, i already know he is engaged, we carry on sleeping with each other till he breaks up with the fiance, then it all goes to shit. Take a mental breath.
Without going into too much boring detail me and Sean were really into each other. I was pondering about what to do over my summer holiday and he suggests i move into his house with Ben and Marianne (and later Sam). As i spend most of my spare time at thier house anyway (they are all self confessed geeks, have the same sick sense of humour i do and can be some of the best people you would ever want to be with) i hastly agree and cancel my plans to go back to PGL. At first it is fine. I am sharing a room with Sean and getting on with the others fine. The girl who has been living there over the past month as apparently the uni tutor she was living with has fallen in love with her. (What is it about this girl, everyone wants her!!) So it takes me a few days to realise that Sean doesnt want anything to do with me. Fast forward the next 6 weeks where i am going through emotional hell wondering what is going on between them hearing different things from different people and i finally get it out of him that he likes her and wants to see what might happen.
So now here we are. I am now in my new digs back with the old flat mates and promptly being ignored by Daniel. He has all the time in the world for her yet none for me. Go figure. But hey it can only get better right? Im off to see Ross Noble on Monday, i get to work on Tuesday night and I get to see a band called Ruben on wednesday. That coupled with the next few weeks filled with lectures, Nursing society events and getting horribly drunk im sure i wont have that much time to even think about it anymore.
Anyway that is the horribly emotionally emo bit out of the way and im sure the next few posts are going to be a lot more light hearted and witty. It may not be updated that often as i feel that it is a waste of my time to start writing "i woke up today and had a piece of taost then i had a shower then i had another piece of toast..."
Anyway laters fans
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