Here I am Again on My Own
going down the only road i've ever known....
well, greetings. i have promised myself that i would start blogging again. I miss writing and refining my writing skill. It is a creative outlet that, in retrospect, is very healthy for me. I had been taking an art class once a week, and that was helpful as well. But having two evening classes consecutively was taking a toll on my energy. And kung fu must stay. my friends there are too dear, the instructor still too hot.
So many thing have happened, but i feel not older, just wiser, and more comfortable. I will go into detail at later posts about the past nine months, but for now, let me stream of concioiusness for you.
Loved Builder. Broke up with builder because he didn't want a serious relationship. Felt really sad, hurt and frustrated. Hibernated to rest and recouperate. Continued with job. have put shoe store on backburner, but it is still simering. went on ski holiday with Lamborgini guy and his friends, altho we were not together. went to Firenze with good friend and had flirtation with gorg. italian hotel owner. bored at work. somehow still do well at work and continue the job although have talked with recruiters. still do kung fu and really enjoy it, more than i ever thought, but part of that is the friendships that i have created. live with flatmate in barons court, and that is well although we have had trauma with the boiler off and on. am on a dating website because once i began healing from the breakup properly, my natural impatience to be energetic and have stories clashed with the absence of meeting people when i was out....it used to be so easy, and now it rarely happens. i have had several suitors for my hand, but none have been either shag material or boyfriend material (a spectrum, me thinks, with each term on either end). Have had one shag since Builder. Feel desperate about writing a new chapter in that book, layering on what i have learned, but have yet to settle. Am a fully active member of this website which is an interesting process. At times frustrating, but it is just a reflection, almost through a distorted lens, of how people are weird, and you can never assume anything. Honestly, i am suprising myself about how grounded i feel about this process. Because i am not looking for drama, i really have a "whatever, can't be bothered" attitude about it all, and have do not take anything personally, nor do i interpret things to be about me. always interpret positively. you, dear friend or reader, will be hearing many tidbits to come. and i have several to catch you up on. International Playboy continues to be my friend and i may see him later this year. Neo is still gorgous but would be the worst choice for a boyfriend (NB if i had to leave london, i would kidnap him for a dirty weekend before i leave). Baby G has a bird, bless him. and i continue to search and wait for someone to respect, share with, and feel mutual desire for. and i continue to love clothes, champagne, reading, food, and working out.
I hope you want to stay around, and tune in here and there, to read about my anectodes, my gripes, and my demi-existential philisophical thoughts.
well, greetings. i have promised myself that i would start blogging again. I miss writing and refining my writing skill. It is a creative outlet that, in retrospect, is very healthy for me. I had been taking an art class once a week, and that was helpful as well. But having two evening classes consecutively was taking a toll on my energy. And kung fu must stay. my friends there are too dear, the instructor still too hot.
So many thing have happened, but i feel not older, just wiser, and more comfortable. I will go into detail at later posts about the past nine months, but for now, let me stream of concioiusness for you.
Loved Builder. Broke up with builder because he didn't want a serious relationship. Felt really sad, hurt and frustrated. Hibernated to rest and recouperate. Continued with job. have put shoe store on backburner, but it is still simering. went on ski holiday with Lamborgini guy and his friends, altho we were not together. went to Firenze with good friend and had flirtation with gorg. italian hotel owner. bored at work. somehow still do well at work and continue the job although have talked with recruiters. still do kung fu and really enjoy it, more than i ever thought, but part of that is the friendships that i have created. live with flatmate in barons court, and that is well although we have had trauma with the boiler off and on. am on a dating website because once i began healing from the breakup properly, my natural impatience to be energetic and have stories clashed with the absence of meeting people when i was out....it used to be so easy, and now it rarely happens. i have had several suitors for my hand, but none have been either shag material or boyfriend material (a spectrum, me thinks, with each term on either end). Have had one shag since Builder. Feel desperate about writing a new chapter in that book, layering on what i have learned, but have yet to settle. Am a fully active member of this website which is an interesting process. At times frustrating, but it is just a reflection, almost through a distorted lens, of how people are weird, and you can never assume anything. Honestly, i am suprising myself about how grounded i feel about this process. Because i am not looking for drama, i really have a "whatever, can't be bothered" attitude about it all, and have do not take anything personally, nor do i interpret things to be about me. always interpret positively. you, dear friend or reader, will be hearing many tidbits to come. and i have several to catch you up on. International Playboy continues to be my friend and i may see him later this year. Neo is still gorgous but would be the worst choice for a boyfriend (NB if i had to leave london, i would kidnap him for a dirty weekend before i leave). Baby G has a bird, bless him. and i continue to search and wait for someone to respect, share with, and feel mutual desire for. and i continue to love clothes, champagne, reading, food, and working out.
I hope you want to stay around, and tune in here and there, to read about my anectodes, my gripes, and my demi-existential philisophical thoughts.
posted by miss goLondon at 9:37 AM
1 Comments:
Stay around....am on the edge of my seat. Seriously sorry things didn't work out with mere man. Have read tomorrow's post as well, so am hoping you went with the hit of cappuccino before the date. Can't wait for news on this one!
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