2014

Hiiiiii, I feel as though I really need to get back on the blogging game, I just have not had the inspiration lately but I just felt like a doing a little post since it feels like forever since I've properly updated this. I mean, lets be honest it was just used as an open diary for a lot of the time and I don't mind that- but that was never the aim or intention behind making this blog. Though, I guess I never really had an aim as such, I just blogged about what I blogged about and hoped someone would want to read. This is very exciting though as this is the first time I've used my laptop since being back at Uni, impressive, right? but not really, I don't really use my laptop that much hence why my phone is my lifeline. Also I'm coming back to this a day after initially writing this because my laptop crashed. Oh.
Anyway, I'm rambling. Hello, hi, I'm back. To update: I would say a lot has changed. I think I was in a bad place last time I wrote on here but I'm most definitely in a better place now. It's insane to think that 2014 is rapidly coming to an end, I still can't get over that we're past May let alone nearly December! This year has been a bit of a whirlwind one. It's been my rollercoaster year, you have to have one, right? I think that everyone has to have that one year that is just up and down and up and down and up and down. It's just a shame I've had more than one rollercoaster years. 2014 started the best way it could, probably. I was happy in a relationship, I was surrounded by my wonderful friends at Uni, I'd passed my first year at Uni and things just seemed to be going well. I'm the kind of person where I look for bad and wait for shit things around to corner to happen rather than just accepting that things are good. I do hate that trait about myself. I guess I got caught up in everything though and believed in 'forever'. I don't like that word, I never have. I don't believe in something lasting forever and I don't believe it's healthy to believe it will. I went through a break up that was a massive reality check for me and a bit of a slap in the face, that's where the rollercoaster started to go downhill. I don't care in the slightest anymore but upon reflection I was basically Gwen from Gav and Stace. I got mugged off. But one thing I do believe in is that you know when you've found "the one". It's all so cliché but I think it's true. You do somehow just know. Which brings me to my present relationship with Lewis.
I've known Lewis for quite a while now and since i've known him he's always been in my friendship group and we were always really good friends. New Years of last year, 2013, we began speaking at a party and found we had a shit load in common, which still increases and seizes to amaze me every day. From there our friendship flourished, and with him being in my friendship group I began to see him more and more. I was attracted to him at first sight, but I refused to believe I could fancy him. He was my friend and it would be weird, I thought. There has always been something there with Lewis admittedly, we used to flirt and at times we'd act like something was going on between us and there kind of was, but it was unspoken. That continued for most of the time we've known each other but then  I got in a relationship and Lewis had been 'seeing' people so it was nothing we ever acted on. That was until Lewis asked me out on a date the first time and honestly, that night felt like everything suddenly made sense. I'm aware how cringy this sounds but it never before clicked like it clicked in that moment. Then after speaking every day since that moment, I came home from Uni for a weekend and Lew asked me to be his girlfriend. I didn't even know it was possible to be this happy and care free in a relationship. I'm in a really good place at the moment and with the Christmas holidays well underway I have a lot to look forward to and a lot of reasons to remain in this good place.
I hope everyone has a lovely Christmas :-)
Chlo x

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