I'm here.
24 July 2011
I always get crazy-homesick when I'm on holiday, almost the second I arrive, which is incredibly painful but also kinda good, because it means I have a great life and amazing friends at home (and sometimes even a guy, if I'm lucky). But I've been nothing but happy these past couple of days.
I love waking up in the morning and thinking: "I'm in Australia, with my wonderful family, and I have three weeks of nothing but happy times to look forward to."
Also, Australia is nine hours ahead of English time. Which means... My eighteenth birthday is a whole day earlier! x
I love waking up in the morning and thinking: "I'm in Australia, with my wonderful family, and I have three weeks of nothing but happy times to look forward to."
Also, Australia is nine hours ahead of English time. Which means... My eighteenth birthday is a whole day earlier! x
2.
• about me
Hi, my name's Gracie. I'm obsessed with CSI, I throw great parties, I spend all my money on jewellery and underwear, I try really hard not to stereotype people, I've wanted to get my nose pierced ever since I was five years old, I don't follow the crowd, I make things my own, I'm naturally blonde, I have absolutely no problem going after guys with girlfriends, I am madly in love with Joshua Radin, I have a soulmate 30 miles away, my eyes have earned me a reputation, I tweet every single thought that pops into my head, and I'm perfectly happy the way I am.
I do one of these posts every month. x
I'm so happy.
15 July 2011
For so many reasons. Some of which people know (like the fact that it's my birthday party tomorrow, I have a beautiful silver bracelet coming my way, I had a great holiday with my best friend last week, and I have some pretty awesome people in my life), and some of which people don't know (and probably shouldn't).
I love this film.
13 July 2011 • film, love, Taylor Swift., Valentines Day
I'm watching "Valentine's Day" with my little sister. I've only seen it three times; twice at the cinema, once when my friend brought her DVD over to my house. I saw it on Valentine's Day 2010 with my boyfriend as part of a massive romantic Valentine's weekend, then the next day with a group of friends from college.
I should have been sitting next to you that second time. I wanted to be cuddled up in the Curzon cinema together, with your arm around me instead of her. Instead I sat with the girls in the row in front of you, then after the movie you said loudly: "yeah that was a good film, but Taylor Swift ruined it!" and I shoved you into the wall. Good times.
I secretly love it.
• 500 days of summer, boy, crazy., girl, love
You have the strangest effect on me. I get that warm fuzzy feeling people always talk about. I smile whenever I hear your voice. I could think about you all day.
But also... You make me say funny, witty things. You make me laugh. You make me want to do crazy things.
Today I was passing by a shop, then suddenly ran inside and bought the DVDs of "500 Days Of Summer" and "Valentine's Day", just because I was thinking about you. Then I bought a blueberry muffin and sat on a bench to revel in my rose-tinted haze. I got a text from the cute college guy I fancy, and put off replying to it so I could reminisce and daydream a little more. You mess with my priorities. You give me hope. You call me randomly and make my day. You forgave me. Thank you. x
4 July 2011 • boyfriend, Ex., Girlfriend, Regret
I don't regret loving him. I don't regret anything I did with him. I don't regret breaking up with him.
I regret being a horrible ex-girlfriend. I regret spending the last six months living on my memories of us. I regret lashing out at a perfectly lovely girl. I regret writing a few of those nasty blog posts.
I don't regret saying Hi to the two of them that day. I regret hanging around long enough after saying Hi for things to get awkward.
I really hope I haven't ruined his memories of me.
I am really sorry, and believe it or not... I think that if you weren't with him, maybe if I'd met you under different circumstances, you're a person I'd really like to be friends with. x
'I'm not that girl'
2 July 2011 • boyfriend, girlfriend., Relationship
I've never had one of those relationships where you spend what seems like every waking hour together, stay round each others' houses every night and write cute messages on each other's Facebook pages. Am I missing out?
My best friend has a boyfriend who practically lives with her; she goes home from college and he's already in her bed watching her TV and eating her food. She keeps hair products and clothes for him in her dresser drawer, sometimes on the way home from college she'd pick up some custard tarts for him at Sainsbury's and she doodles his name in hearts in her notebook.
I was never, ever that girl. My ex (you're probably sick of hearing about him, but I'm making a point here) had to bribe me with After Eights to get me to change my Facebook status to "in a relationship". I would only see him once or twice a week, I never wrote anything cute on his Facebook, and I made him keep public displays of affection to an absolute minimum. If he kissed me at the cinema I'd only let it last a few seconds, because I didn't want to miss any of the film. I once said we couldn't have sex because my cat was asleep on my bed.
My friends used to ask me: "are you sure you're actually in a relationship with this boy?!"
To tell the truth, I think I was more affectionate with my girl friends at college... And my best guy friend. I used to sit on his lap - something I refused to do with the ex. I would happily kiss him on the cheek during lessons and he'd put his arm around me when we were sitting with our friends. I'm not sure if this was just about that particular guy (he was pretty damn special) or if I'm just a bad girlfriend. For some people, the only way to be in a relationship (or be in love) is to have pet names, spend every night together and talk about getting married someday.
It's just not me.
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