Hello Again,
Twelve months. Fifty-two weeks. Three-hundred and sixty-five days. However you phrase it it has been a year, and what a year it has been! Not quite as dramatic and emotional as last year but nevertheless an eye-opener and a year to remember in my life as being the year of hope. Hope for a better life beyond where I am now and hope for one day finally getting over and coming to terms with Mr. Workaholic and the scars he has left me with.
This year I have catapulted myself back onto the dating scene and created romances with some unlikely fellows from my past and a few fresh faces too. Mr. Coffee whilst we didn't work out, we still talk and will remain friends forever. Mr. Carrots I have since not spoken to but feel that this is best since the feelings received were stronger than being emitted. Mr. Accent I have not encountered since my TV appearance and don't plan on meeting up but you never know, could be a late grower - Like mould! And to all those others met under the cover of darkness in a stuffy club with music thumping and strobe lights blinking across the revellers, I bid you a fair well for this year and look forward to seeing you all next as my plans for being single still exist. And I know your all wondering about that little charmer, Mr. Cheese. Well I haven't missed him out. As it approaches the six-month mark in the early New Year, I have decided to cool it off for a bit. I have alot of stuff I need to sort out in my own life and having the constant 'will-we-wont-we' battle inside my head is stating to wear on me. I am starting off the New Year by having to move yet again and the stresses of that are already starting to pile up, not to mention not knowing when or whether my job will go permanent and on top of all that there is a storm coming in the way of a family argument with a magnitude to match a tornado. I am confused at when I stand in this whole thing and what we are, both going forward into the New Year but also beyond that. I still don't know how I feel about being solely someone elses and at the same time I know it would feel good too. Both Mr. Cheese and I have our own things to worry about in January so I'm hoping he will use this opportunity to reflect on the past few months and decide what he really wants. They always say that distance makes the heart grow fonder!
Also this year I have created some unforgettable memories with friends. From Miss Chocolate and I having a frolicking Friday night out in Frodsham earlier in the year to the night-out disaster that ended with Miss Tweedle-Dumb and I in bed by 10-O'clock after drinking too much. All memories that will stick with me and keep me chuckling well into 2014. One thing I have learnt however is the sad story of how Miss Tweedle-Dumb, despite our antics is possibly moving to Europe to start a new life with her boyfriend whom recently was offered a job in Austria. Now don't grab your hankies (Or voo-voo-saila's) just yet as nothing has been confirmed and are pipe-dreams at the moment but I suspect that if all goes well, or not so, my fabulous Miss Tweedle-Dumb will be jetting off to start a life of Strudel and Bratwurst before we know it. But don't you all worry I will make sure she gets a send off like you have never seen before. As for Miss Tweedle-Dee, I'm hoping that regardless of our clashing opinions and different tastes that she and I will become closer as friends and learn to love each others annoying little traits. Miss Chocolate and I have a year of debauchery ahead of us in the form of more weekends away together, hopefully a week getting off our tits in a party island where the whether is hot and the booze is flowing, not to mention a steady flow of men to get our fangs into!
And so I end this year as I did this time last year, with a man I am at a cross-roads with and feeling somewhat fulfilled in the year I have endured. I am proud to say that I have yet again survived a year of Trials and Tribulations of a Twenty-Something!
I hope you all have a happy New Year and keep safe. I'll see you next year!
'Til next time, Love A.Lou xx
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