Thursday, September 10, 2009
Shards, talk about not talking. I've not had a look at the previous date on this blog, but something tells me it's been well over a month - if not almost two since I last wrote here. Of course, a myriad of different things has happened, including my knee getting worse - and then better, and my nana having a hip replacement. Also, despite Booktin going rather well, I've decided to break away from it and pursue my own website. Although the chap I was working on Booktin with was nice enough, we couldn't really gel properly in a professional manner regarding the site, so it's better for me to simply go and do my own thing for now. There's obviously been other stuffs, of course, but I can barely remember it, and if that's the case then it's not really worth talking about, is it?
I start Uni in a couple of weeks, and it's amusing that I use the start of a new Academic year, to more or less be my 'new year', in terms of resolutions. I've already got myself a 'gym buddy', and I've been weaning myself away from a few online things, so that I can start to narrow down my hobbies, thus being able to spend more time on each of the ones that are left. I think the Uni year will be conpromised of;
- Uni work
- LUTheatre
- English Society
- Caufar
- IQ
- Gym / etc
- Part time work
- Re-Enactment
- Gaming
Hm...so maybe I've not done very well with the whole cutting back thing. Ah well. Variety is the spice of life and all that.
Also, I have come to the conclusion that guys can be just as bad as females - if not worse - when it comes to relationships. That having been said, I've been starting to question my own constantly-single status recently. On the one hand, the thought of having a relationship is rather warming, but on the other it still strikes me as being a little claustrophobic. I say this, because Richard and I have been seeing one another and chatting more frequently recently, and although I sincerely like him, the thought of him doesn't make my stomach do a flip. And I know that's a quality that really does happen, because I've had it before. But then again, I feel comfortable around him. We've known each other for years, off and on...but I'm starting to wonder if I can dare to settle for more than 'comfortable'.
Time will tell, I guess.
