Monday, 13 December 2010

Just Friends.

Finally understanding the whole Ross/Rachel situation in Friends, circa. series 1/2.

So the situation goes:

Boy liked me.
I didn't like Boy (like that).
I started to like Boy.
Boy gets girlfriend.
I now like Boy more than I've ever liked anyone.
But I can't have him.


I don't know what to do. I've never seen him and his gf together as she's been away, so I don't know what they're like together or how much he likes her.

But since his Birthday last week, I get the impression he's not completely over me. He was very drunk and spent the entire night talking to me, even though his best friends were there who surely he would have preferred talking to rather than a girl he used to like? Also, he was super tactile with me, just like he used to be when he liked me. He wouldn't stop kissing/hugging me, he called me gorgeous and cute the entire night, he kept stroking my nose and saying it was his favourite thing about me, and at one point he had his hand on my arse for about ten minutes, even though we were standing talking to his friends.

I know he was drunk, but surely he wouldn't have acted like that if he didn't still have some feelings for me?

I don't know what to do. I don't want to be that girl who breaks up a couple and I wouldn't actually ever do anything with him while he's still in a relationship, but should I let him know that I like him? A lot? That way if he says no I can actually start to move on because I know nothing will ever happen. And if he says yes....well, I can't think of anything nicer.



Sometimes I really wonder why men were invented.



Monday, 12 April 2010

Cat Power

I've decided I want a denim jacket. Obviously this means that in my search I have found lots of lovely things, excluding the perfect denim jacket.

*Sigh*


Oh well. I shall continue my search. In the meantime, here are some pretty things I want but as usual can't afford:








Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Untitled 3.

I'm so sick of being stuck in the house with my family and nothing else to do. Why do the holidays have to be so fucking long? I just want to be back in Brighton where waking up at 1pm isn't late and sitting in the kitchen talking to your best friend for hours counts as a productive day.

I love my family and friends in my hometown but it's really difficult to enjoy myself here when I know there's so much more potential for fun at uni, because you can meet new and interesting people every week and do exactly what you want to do. Regardless of what my parents think I'm actually pretty capable of looking after myself, but being in their house and having to follow their rules makes me feel useless.

I should never have gone back to visit Brighton for a night on Monday, now I'm finding my home life unbearable and I don't want to.