I thought that once I was completely over Rob that I’d be fine. I wouldn’t need a guy, I’d concentrate on my studies, get really well in my essays and that and that’ll be it. No.
Life clearly doesn’t want to treat me kindly – it has me falling for a new guy and because I am the hopeless romantic that I am, I have fallen helplessly. I’m not in love, don’t worry but this guy is actually amazing. I could wax lyrical about him all day, everyday but that’s just embarassing and sad and I’m already sounding soppy enough as it is.
This guy that I’m talking about in particular is the same guy I ranted about in my post about how guys and girls can totally be friends. Apparently he likes me as well. The only problem is… he has a girlfriend.
He is the nicest guy I have ever met. We actually have loads in common unlike Rob and I. For one, we are both BIG fans of Glee and Doctor Who. We all know how much I love Doctor Who, so it’s a big thing for me if the guy I like is a major fan as well. He watches chick flicks, he likes Sherlock, he’s a proper gentleman and treats me so good. He bought me this Doctor Who book I’ve been eyeing for ages but haven’t bought because it was £18.99. He bought me a hot chocolate for my journey up to London the other day. How can I not fall for this guy? WHY, TELL ME WHY, DOES HE HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?
He texts me 24/7 (not literally, of course) and I can’t with all these emotional fuckeries, pardon my French. I texted him today saying, “You have a girlfriend. What are we doing?” In simpler terms. He replied back saying how he feels guilty but he can’t help how he’s feeling, etc. I won’t go into many details but he suggested we meet up tomorrow at Costa to talk, it was a long text. Then he phoned me. I wasn’t upset per say, but I just didn’t really want to speak to him right then and I think he could tell. So, he’s coming over to my place to talk. Wish me luck. Here’s to hoping that I don’t burst into tears or anything – we all know how emotional I pretend not to be.
In other news, I was meant to be writing this blog post as soon as I arrived back in the UK! But alas, the WordPress site has evaded my fingers and I’ve been a lazy cunt. It’s been two weeks since I arrived back? Something like that! I am so glad to be back it’s ridiculous but I’ve spent a whole money since being back. I went up to Birmingham with Mutay (did I tell you, she goes Coventry Uni now as well. Tearing it up in Coventry, MASSIVE! Ahem) and I spent £110+. I pop into town and River Island is just there enticing me. I just want all these pretty clothes but I know I need to control myself because otherwise I’ll go into my overdraft so badly it’s ridiculous… Life of a student.
Second year is treating me well though. I’m only in on Mondays and Thursdays. Mondays I have no more work to do for that module until March because we already did the presentation at the beginning of the term which counts for 50% of our mark. That’s out of the way, so I’m glad about that. Smile. Thursdays are pretty good as well: I do a module called Transcultural Film; we basically watch a film every week and then analyse it. Fun, right? YES. We watched eXistenZ last week and some Spanish film called Timecrimes. Both pretty good – the recurring theme the films we’ll be watching are reality and time travel – definitely right up my street.
Once this whole guy situation gets resolved I can concentrate on myself like I was supposed to. Life, mi amigos, is a bitch.