Apologies

Hello!

I realise that I have not blogged in while. A major problem which I find myself having is a lack of stick-ability with blogs and such, hence why it has been a while. However I feel that after taking such a long break, it's definitely time to start blogging again.

Blogging is easily a really good way for me to clear my head about various thoughts which plague my brain and starting to write again has really helped me see that.

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The Relationship Complex

So, you hang out a lot, share a few snogs and call and text eachother often (ending in 'x's.), but you're not going out. At least not officially...  

Let's face it, it's happened to you, to me and to the woman who you always see at the station.   The worst thing about this situation is that we often blame ourselves for absolutely no reason. It's not our fault that he refuses to commit and it's not like you can ask him where you stand without being scared to sound clingy.The thing is, boys are often oblivious to anything related to feelings and relationships, so when it comes to you feeling that you're in relationship limbo, he's probably too busy playing COD to even notice that something is up.

But the thing is, you can't ask him where you stand with him, because you have no idea where he stands with you. Sure, he may be a great laugh and potentially a good kisser, but can you see yourself in a relationship with him? Or maybe you're head over heels for him, but don't have a clue whether he feels the same way. As confused as you may be, chances are, he is just as confused as you are, but he doesn't know how to handle the situation either- which is a problem, because if neither of you are willing to ask the "what are we doing?" question, then you'll just be going around in circles.

So what do you do? Do you take the plunge and ask, or sit around and wait for him to make it obvious?
Most boys will tell you that boys are different to girls because they're more blunt and 'straight to the point' about things. Except... they're not. They're just as scared of being rejected as we are, because even though they might not show it sometimes, they have feelings too. To be honest, he's probably more scared of asking 'that' question than you are, because he's got his entire 'macho' rep at risk and is too scared to bruise his ego to do so. And girls? Well, we can't ask the question, because it's not what 'girls do'. I'm not one to go off on a feminist-blame society-bloody patriarchy-rant, however, we'd all be lying to ourselves if we said that certain gender stereotypes like 'girls can't ask boys out' or 'girls can't ask certain things without sounding clingy' don't exist. They do and they're ridiculous. It shouldn't be seen as clingy or silly for a girl to ask a boy where she stands, to be honest, it should be seen as brave and sound alarm bells in a boys head saying "Ask her out, cos she's ready to move on!". 

Sitting around and waiting for someone else to ask a question which you also have in mind will make no-one any wiser. So forget being scared, forget your ego and forget that for one second you will be open to rejection! Just go for it!

Seriously, what's the worst that could happen?

C'est La Vie

"I wish I hadn't done that..."

Let's face it, we've all said that at some point in our lives. Regardless of the reason, cause and event, we've all done things that we regret doing.

The thing is, what's done is done and unless we get so worked up about it that we decide to investigate Einstein's theories and build a time machine, we can't undo what we did. Instead, we can look back on it, ask ourselves, "WTF was I thinking?!"and apologise for any collateral damage.

What's more, we gain absolutely nothing by sitting around with our head in our hands and beating ourselves up about it. Now, obviously some things are going to be harder to move on from than others, however try and remember why you did why you did. Let's not lie... it seemed like a good idea at the time and when something seems like it will be fun, we don't think about consequences until it's happening or 5 seconds later, but it is only when we have that wonderful thing called hindsight that we are able to shake our heads and call ourselves silly.
Now i'm not saying that a few laughs and a short good time is worth a long regret period, but it isn't so bad to comfort yourself with the idea that it made you smile, even for a fraction of a second and that is one thing that you should never regret- being happy.

Now if something has been done to you...

Well, I've never been one to hold a grudge, not just because I lack the will, but also because I don't understand the point of being angry over something I can do nothing about. Sure I'll get a bit frustrated, hey- I'm only human, nonetheless I always feel that by accepting that what's done is done, I gain closure for myself and feel as if I've grown a fair bit as a person for doing so.

Now, I totally understand that in some situations it can be pretty hard to forgive and forget, but ask yourself, 'what am I gaining from being angry?'
The answer is nothing. Chances are, that whilst you're consumed with anger and bitterness, the person who caused it is happily floating around and living their life as if nothing has happened and to be honest, that's not fair on you.
At the end of the day, I say sod it!
Don't focus your time and energy on someone who did you wrong and instead embrace all the people that haven't. Life goes on and it's too short to consumed by petty situations which will be irrelevant to your life in a few months time and as hard as it may be to admit...
Hannah Montana got it pretty spot on when she sang:

"Everybody makes mistakes, everybody has those days..."

Help a Book Help You?

Self-help books.

I assume that they are the flat-packed, D.I.Y, Ikea versions of emotional guidance. Having never read one myself, I am in no position to give any judgement whatsoever as to whether or not they work.

Nevertheless, I can't help but wonder whether or not they actually work. Surely the better option would be to talk to someone about the problem/issue instead?

No, I'm not talking about a professional doctor here. I'm talking about a professional friend. Is it not in the unwritten job description of being a friend to listen and guide a friend in need through their problems? Even Dizzy Rascal said "A friend in need is a friend indeed..." (Maybe in another context, but still, you get the jist!)

Have self-help books, pod-casts and agony aunts become the new emotional cushion we turn to, because everyone else is too busy being wrapped up in their own lives?

British culture has generally always had a great talent for keeping a stiff upper lip and putting on a brave face, however, that's led us nowhere great. We have one of the highest depression rates in the world and I think that it has something to do with the fact that so many of us chose to keep schtum about the things that trouble us.
Personally, I can admit that I am far from good at trusting people and opening up, often opting to let it build up slowly and eventually let it out by either going for a long, intense jog, or simply by having a good cry.

To be honest, it's not that I feel that I can't trust my friends, it's just that I've gotten so used to keeping it all locked in, that opening up would make me feel as If I've entrusted the key of my Pandora's box to a person that could potentially do nothing good with it, leaving me feeling slightly vulnerable and exposed.

This REALLY shouldn't be the case!

Whenever we do have a problem, we should be able to feel as if we can open up and to someone about it, instead of being engulfed by countless doubts and trust issues. Not only that, but as friends, we should always make time for people we care about, so that they can have a release.

I've personally told most of my friends that I'd be more than happy to be there for them 24/7 and promised to not judge and keep whatever they say to myself. I don't see this as doing someone a favour, but as to doing what a friend is meant to do- Listen.

We shouldn't have to turn to self-help guides and whatever else there is, because they will never know you like your friends do, or be able to give you the advice that is most suited for you, because they can't understand you like your true friends can.

Never forget:

"A problem shared is a problem halved."

If you have been affected by any of the issues raised in this blog post, grab your phone, dial your closest friend's number and tell them how you feel ;)

I'll be your friend! (Until You're not around...)

Friends.

We confide in them, make jokes with them, laugh with them, cry with them... Backstab them?

No?

Are you sure?

It's a shame, I find, that the seemingly closest friendships are standing on a very narrow rope bridge, stretching over rocky rapids in the middle of a wind storm. The worst part is that instead of these girls working it out quietly between each other, the exact opposite happens. The moment someone is around to offer an ear, it all comes out. All the things that this person does that annoy you, all the hypocritical things that they say and in the worst of cases, all of the things that they told you in confidence.

To me, friendship should stretch beyond all the arguments; it shouldn't matter how big, small, serious, or petty they are. If after it still doesn't work, there is no reason for someone to go around telling anyone willing to lend an ear, all of the things that your once-friend told you in confidence.

Too often, people forget all the good things that they went through with a person, because they are too busy being consumed by the anger and hurt that comes with the end of a friendship. I've promised myself that no matter what may happen between me and someone else, I will never spread their business, because it's something that I think is really spiteful and low.

Instead of focusing so much time and energy slagging someone off, people should try and remember why they were once so close to that person, that they felt they could tell you something like that.

The same rings true for relationships. They can often turn really nasty after a break-up with the whole, "he's got a small..." and "she let me..." rumour mills spinning around. Do break-up suddenly make everyone forget that they once really liked (or loved) this person? If that's the case, I'm pretty scared of being in a relationship. I really like the idea of remaining friends with my exs, just because I don't see why we shouldn't be.

Break-ups, whether they're between friends or partners, really shouldn't be the beginning of a never-ending battle between two people who used to like each other enough to be together as much as you are with close friends and partners. It should be a mutual understanding and truce that things didn't work out and that the time to call it a day has come. Don't be the one to throw the first punch, because it's YOU who will look bad and don't stoop low enough to retaliate, otherwise no one will ever be able to trust you and it's not you who deserves to not be trusted.

The Impact Letters Can Have...

With A-Level results fresh out of their envelopes and GCSE a sunrise away, there is a huge number of young people who are currently bricking it. To be honest, who can blame us?

From a ridiculously young age, we are made to believe that a bunch of letters lined neatly down a page will dictate the rest of our lives.

I'm guilty of being a believer of the above and probably always will be, but that's how I am. I always have to have something to stress about, nonetheless, it's a horrible thought to realise that when it comes to the crunch...you're going to be judged based on what you did in an hour and a half of one day of your life.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that exams should be ended or that this is wrong; I hold the generally functionalist perception that you need exams, so that the cream rises to the top, however it really sucks if on an exam day, the cream is feeling a bit curdled. If you do badly...that's you gone.

Exams do need to be taken seriously, because they count for a lot, but not for EVERYTHING. Look at Sir/Lord Alan Sugar and Richard Branson....they never finished higher education, yet they are both millionaires!

Unfortunately, that was luck. Not everyone that drops out has the fortune to start a multi-million pound company and be set for life. A lot of millionaires are just reaping the fruits of their own hard work and effort, rather than thanking the person who drew their numbers in the raffle of life.

There will always become points where you'll just feel like slamming a book shut and sticking it through a shredder and when you do feel like that, take a break. Just don't give up, because you don't get to that point without having put a considerable amount of effort into your work. It happens when you've worked so hard for so long, that your brain has begun to scream, "I can't take it any more!".

There will be times when you ask yourself what it's all for and when that time comes, look to someone who inspires you. For me, it's watching MPs on BBC Parliament, looking at Barristers and Mr. and Mrs. Obama, because none of them would be where they are today if they hadn't stuck it through the hardships and jumped over the hurdles that come with tremendous effort. I also have an extremely supportive friend who I have labelled my mentor, because she brings it all closer to home. She's hard working, focused, determined and celebrating being accepted at an amazing Uni to do a course she's always wanted to do.

If it's no one in particular that inspires you, then look towards things that you want to achieve. As sad as it is, I spend ridiculous amounts of time flicking through the Oxford website and University League Tables, telling myself that if I work hard enough, I'll be there one day. After that, the rest does itself. .

With the right inspiration and motivation, the dedication just comes naturally.

Hard work will never cease to pay off and you will always be rewarded, so even if you don't get the grades you needed to follow a certain path, don't be put off!

Carry on working hard, because everything does happen for a reason and I promise that you will find something better suited for you, that you will love just as much.

For now, all I can say is GOOD LUCK!!

More Lists...

Someone said that they really liked my lists and wanted me to post the rest of the ones I'd written that day on here. So err..here goes!

Things that make me smile:

1. Random people who smile at me.
2. Charlie McDonnell.
3. Old people who walk around humming to themselves.
4. Free stuff.
5. Japanese tourists taking pictures of cracks in the road. (WOW!! How exciting!!)
6. Boys who walk with their trousers halfway down their legs and with a limp, in order to look 'bad'.
7. Thinking about that guy I like.
8. The confused and fascinated looks that babies have on their faces after they sneeze.
9. When people follow me on Twitter. @DreaWintour *HINT*
10. David Cameron's lack of lips.
11. Charlie McDonnell.
12. Compliments

Things that piss me off:

1. FOBs adding me on Facebook and asking me to arrange a Visa for them.

2. People who lie for no reason.

3. When you open a pack of starburst and there are barely any red ones.

4. Pouring myself a bowl of cereal, then realising there's no milk.

5. The Go Compare adverts. (I will destroy that company one day)

6. The Coalition Government

7. Being pissed off.

8. People who smell on a Monday morning.

9.Boris Johnson's hair.

10. Boris Johnson's voice

11. Boris Johnson's face

12. Boris Johnson's laugh

13. Boris Johnson.

More will come soon...

Politics Schmolitics

I've been asked by a few people why I don't blog about politics, even though I seem do a lot of politics related things and go on a fair bit of politics related rants (and with this ConDem government, who can blame me?).

My honest answer to that is:

I LOVE politics, but I don't think that I currently have a large amount of knowledge and insight into it, for me to write about it and for others to read it. Also, blogging is something I do to get the random thoughts that pop inside my odd brain, out of my head and for me to try and understand some things better. It sort of explains why most of my blogs are quite easy-going 'lifestyle' blogs. They act as a form of mindless escapism for me and hopefully, to those who read them. Maybe one day, I'll pluck up the courage to start another blog, containing a more political/intellectual content.

For now though, you'll have to put up with my rants and ravings about boys, books, hilarious and awkward situations and other little topics which show what sort of mood i'm in and that I obviously have too much time on my hands. Haha!

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We're all the same really...

I recently finished a book called 'In Praise of Older Women' by Stephen Vizinczey. This book had been recommended to me by the friend I previously referred to as my 'partner in crime', who (not that it's in any way relevant) seems to have a ridiculously good eye for great books.

This hilarious novel and various others really opened my eyes to the reality that men and women are very similar.

We both spend ridiculous amounts of time analysing things that they [the member of the opposite sex] do and what they could mean and lead to. A lot of the time, we're like Ronseal. We do exactly what it says on the tin. When we say something, it's not to create mystery or got a bunch of subliminal meanings attached, we mean exactly what we say. For example, if a girl says that she's not interested, she's NOT playing hard to get. She is genuinely NOT INTERESTED.

So why do we complicate things?

When we like someone, all forms of reason and logic seem to escape us, because all we can think about is this person and the prospect that we will one day be with them, regardless of the far-fetched-ness of such a thing happening. It's that, that leads us to overlook the simple things and look WAY too far into the meaningless ones like an accidental hand graze.

Both genders panic about the other and seem to be baffled when it comes to wondering what the other thinks. I've spent countless hours wondering what boys think and say when they're around each other and i'm sure plenty of guys have wondered the same about girls.

I think there's a complex simplicity about ourselves which we seem to lack the ability to grasp, that makes us think that we're all so different, when really, we're the same. We're just too busy wondering what that look meant, to see it.

It's REALLY not that hard!

I'm starting a new school come September and it was very much safe to say that apart from the hardship of A Levels, one of my biggest fears was being an outcast new girl with no friends at all. After attending the induction day, this fear melted after being accepted into a close friendship group that had already been established by the girls who had been attending the school for five years.

To be honest, I don't know why I was so scared of not making friends and why we all have this fear every time we go somewhere new. Nursery, primary school, secondary, uni and work. Before we start all of them, we all have a huge anxiety caused by our fear of being lonely and I honestly can't understand why. Experience has shown most of us that we will make at least one friend naturally. It just happens. I haven't asked anyone to 'be my friend' since I was in year 2. If I really think about it, most of the friendships i've now formed were formed by sheer coincidence or by spending large amounts of time around each other that being friends just seemed to be the normal thing to do. I'll never forget that one of my closest friendships was formed at an MUN Conference by me asking this person if there was something on my face due to the fact that he was staring at me and cracking up. When he explained why, we got to talking about other things and realised that we were quite alike. Bish Bash Bosh...friendship formed at a place where I least expected it and in a quite awkward situation. It just goes to show that it's not hard. Another friendship I have was formed in year 7 when I started singing 'Gold' by Spandau Ballet and the girl sitting next to me immediately joined in. This girl went on to become my partner in crime when it came to causing any mischief or discussing any current issue which plagued our minds. That same girl has made a resolution to make no friends at her new school. We both know that she won't be able to do it. She's a naturally sociable person who is likely to form a friendship under a similarly random situation.

Really and truly, the friendships which we form are signs of the huge prisoners of circumstance which we are. If you think about it, if we were anywhere else, at any other time, we would not call the same people friends and that's if we're even lucky enough to know them!

The Pot Calling the Kettle Black

I don't know how many of you read the Evening Standard or how many of you read it today. If you did, you'll be aware of the HILARIOUS statement made by Simon Hughes against the Labour Government. To be honest, I didn't know whether to be angry or impressed at how low the Lib-Dems could stoop so easily.

Being a person who loves making a song and dance about certain things, I naturally wrote an email to the editor of the newspaper:

Dear Mr. Greig,

After reading today's Evening Standard, I was left absolutely staggered at the quote mentioned by Simon Hughes where he mentions that Labour's decision to not support the voting reform is "Staggering hypocrisy". Mr. Hughes has obviously forgotten the contents of the manifesto presented by the Liberal Democrats prior to the election. I say this because once 'clegg-mania' swept the nation, I decided to read the Lib-Dem manifesto, even though I have always planned to vote Labour, in order to see what all the fuss over the new 'Golden Boy' of politics was about. Even though this was a while back, I still remember various details of what their manifesto mentioned and was unsurprisingly appalled when I heard that a Con-Dem Government was going to be formed, due to the large differences between the two parties. Was the Lib Dem manifesto not warning people to NOT vote Tory because they would increase the VAT? Was that not one of the points that Nick Clegg repeated over and over again?

It's ridiculous! I'm still recovering from that hypocrisy and was somewhat soothed by the ironic and idiotic lemming-like image presented by the Lib-Dems when they began attempting to explain to voters and members of the party that the VAT rise was for the better. Make your mind up!

Whatever little respect I had for the Liberal Democrats after that immediately diminished after reading the article you published. I don't understand how Simon Hughes has the face to call Labour hypocrites after all of the things which the party that he co-leads has done in order to gain a minimal amount of power. In my eyes, this is a perfect example of the pot calling the kettle black. If he thinks that Labour is showing hypocrisy, he's obviously lacks knowledge of what his party USED to stand for.

Many thanks,

Andrea Campos-Vigouroux

When the mind wonders...

Earlier this week, I was trapped in a ridiculously boring situation, with nothing else to do, but look busy. In my eyes, there was no better way of doing this than getting the ol' note book out and ferociously write down what to the common person would appear to be notes on what was occurring. I was actually writing lists. Yes. Lists. I was THAT bored and i'd remembered a YouTube post by [The amazing and gorgeous] Charlie McDonnell with a list and thought I should make a couple myself for the sake of my own sanity.

(Please bear in mind that I as sooo bored, that I found EVERYTHING funny at this point)

Here goes:

10 things I'd do if I ruled the World:

1. Tie Nick Griffin to a pole in the middle of Brixton market with a sign saying 'I hate black people' tied around him and just let nature take its course...
2. Create great tasting no-fat, no-calorie food.
3. Send marmite to the middle east. Apparently, their lack of zinc is what makes them grumpy. Who knew?! World peace = Sorted!
4. Create a set nap time for everyone. There is no one on this Earth who doesn't love a good nap.
5. Try to bring back Dodo birds. They look hilarious!
6. Make Boris Johnson a bendy bus driver. See how the buffoon can grunt himself out of that one.
7. Help the less fortunate.
8. Get all the super-rich and influential to make poverty and exploitation history.
9. Get some boffins to work on a time machine, go back in time and put an end to the whole 'how was it all created/is Jesus real?' debate.
10. Give everyone a BGT-like buzzer and the power for them to press it when someone is boring them, pissing them off or being a twit.
    
    Ways of convincing people you're smarter than you really are:

• Flick through the dictionary and use the most ridiculously long and articulate sounding words you can find (and pronounce).
• Memorise random useless facts and come out with them whenever you get the chance.
• Milk your way through debates.
• Pick up a newspaper and pretend to be reading it, when you're really thinking about how the shampoo girl would look with a moustache.
• Wear glasses
• Tie your hair back.
• Nod and say "I agree", when people are discussing 'smart' stuff in order to seem like you know what they're on about.
• Not writing stupid lists in your free time.

Those are two of many. The rest were a bit... meh.

Sorry!

I created this blog under the naive assumption that I would be able to post at least twice a week, because working in a campaign office couldn't possibly be that tiring. As much as it kills me to say it...I was WRONG!

Working in a campaign office for the past week has been one of the most exhausting forms of work experience which I have ever done (apart from the haberdashery running I did at a boutique), since shadowing barristers, helping publishers and placements at solicitors aren't that exhausting. Since I thought that working at campaign HQ was going to be just like all the other admin stuff i'd done, I definitely received quite the shock.

The thing is, it's not WHAT we have to do that tires me out, it's the amount of effort that goes into doing it that really takes it all out of you. There really isn't one person in that office that doesn't put a huge amount of work into what they do, regardless of the long hours and the fact that most of them are volunteering. It's really great to work in an atmosphere like that, to be helping someone try to make a difference and most importantly, to have something to put on my CV and personal statement for uni. (Haha kidding!...Sort of).

Even though I haven't even been there long, i've actually managed to learn quite a lot, mainly that old people seem to ADORE my voice. Now that's not me being conceited. It's a fact. Out of every other phone canvasser in that office, I always seem to be the one to be stuck on the phone to pensioners who want to discuss the past, present and future Labour Party, the state of the country and of course, their children. As much as it kills me to listen to them for half hours at a time whilst everyone else's conversations are lasting at most 3 minutes (if the people even pick up), I must admit, it does sort of brighten my day in the end. Bless their hearts!

So yeah, you could say i'm enjoying myself! But really, how could I not? I'm surrounded by hilarious, lovely and smart people, in the middle of copious amounts of wit and banter and supplied with endless bags of percy pigtails and a Pret just down the road.

Good times!

Oii Babes!

Most girls will be familiar with the following:

"Oii babes! Come 'ere!"

"Can 'man' have your number?"

"I know you don't know me, but if you give me your number you can GET to know me"

Yup, it goes on and on and on. What happened to the days when boys were more respectful and trying to get a girl to like you consisted of more trying than saying, "You're sexy yah know."

Call me old fashioned, but seriously, what happened to wooing and seducing and how did abrupt approaches become 'The Thing' to do to get girls?

I'm going to take a wild guess and say that the aforementioned method worked for one boy and he went and told all of his friends about it and the rest was history. Manners went out the window, compliments went down the pan and niceness was made extinct.

However, the fact that boys are continually doing this is a greater cause for concern. Why? Well because it means that some girls are actually accepting to be spoken to in that way and giving 'man' their number. Now i'm not saying that girls shouldn't give boys who approach them like this their numbers (especially if they're good looking), but before you do, why don't you give it a second thought.

If you really think about it, first impressions count for a lot and the way you meet someone says a lot about you both. Does giving your number out to an abrupt stranger say something about you? And doesn't the way they approached you say anything about them? To me it screams, I don't know how to respect or compliment women, but they probably like it when I talk to them like that.

I dunno, maybe i'm just being up-tight and expecting too much from a certain percentage of the current young male population. In the words of footballers:

"At the end of the day I still have hope."

That Age Old Situation

You know that typical boy/girl situation...

Boy and girl are friends. Boy tells girl he likes her. Girl doesn't feel the same way.

Bitch.

Girl leads boy on and boy gets the wrong impression. (Girl loves boy's personality, BUT isn't sexually attracted to boy)

Shallow bitch.

Lets face it, we've all been there at some point. Trapped in a bubble of awkwardness that not even the World's Sharpest Needle from JML could pop.
Morality and countless chick-flick rom-coms, which lets face it, have been the main source of primary relationship socialisation for the most of us, have always taught us to 'follow our hearts' (preferably by running up to the person in slow motion, then smothering them in kisses- in the middle of the road and when it's pouring down with rain), however, these fantasy filled flicks never discuss the situation where the person doesn't feel the same way or isn't physically attracted to the other person.

And what does that lead to?

Broken hearts, feeling guilty, shallow and about 3cm tall.

Is it wrong to not want to be in a relationship with someone just because you can't see yourself snogging them?

Sure, it might seem shallow, but if you think about it, in order for a relationship to work, you have to want to pounce on that person when you see them!

Or at least be able to imagine far-fetched 'Four Weddings and a Funeral'-esque scenarios where he's Hugh and you're Andie. It's silly things like that which I suppose separate a friendship from a relationship; in situations like this one, there is no in-between. The no-man's land of a friendship with benefits becomes non-existent, as it's the lack of want the 'benefits' that erase the neutral territory and create ridiculously thin emotional borders, where, in order to cross, your heart has to by-pass your brain in addition to your sexual instincts which usually play a huge role in partner picking.

But lets face it, most of us would feel too guilty or just plain embarrassed to tell someone that you'd gladly date them [if their personality was in someone else's body!]. There's no way to drop that bombshell softly or in a diplomatic manner. A line like that in the friendship equivalent of Hiroshima, release it and you will have successfully annihilated any chances of you and said person being friends, let alone partners.

So what do you do?

Keep schtum and keep it as a friendship?
Get into a relationship with the person and get over your lack of sexual chemistry?

Or...Do you spontaneously flee to Switzerland, claiming you need a tax break, only to never be heard from again?

I'd like to pick Switzerland. At least I can eat chocolate whilst I bask in my guilt. Unfortunately, that's unlikely to happen, since I don't even pay tax yet and can't even afford to go to the airport, let alone Switzerland! Instead, I think I'll just settle for keeping schtum to save my friendship, although when question time comes, we should all remember that honesty is the best policy, but be sure to start off with the biggest and oldest half-truth known to mankind, because, trust me, when it truly come's down to it...

It's not him. It's you.

Losing My Blog-ginity

Blogging is quite a big step for me, as I've never really done something like it before...apart from Facebook notes.

However, since I find myself facing a ridiculously long summer holiday with nothing in particular to do in it and due to the fact that I quite enjoy writing, it seems to make sense to start a blog.

I don't know whether anyone will read it, but that's not why i'm writing it. I'm just writing it as a creative outlet to my boredom, in the hope that it will temporarily help cure the boredom of whoever chooses to read it.

So please, feel free to read, enjoy and comment on my blogs!

Mucho love!

Drea.