Viva Barcelona

I've been offered the chance to spend my second year in Barcelona.

And I don't know if I want to go.

Fuck.

Texting, Waiting, Wishing

This is so silly.

Why have I lost the ability to say Hi first in fear of losing face.

I am waiting, WAITING, to reply to a text because 'hello, it took him an hour to reply last time'.

This is taking the art of playing games to a whole new level.

Urgh, someone please sort out my love life?!

Also, I really want to believe that he is actually being serious about this but find it pretty difficult to believe anything that comes out of a male first years mouth considering the phenomenal bad luck I've had with them up until now. Kind of hoping that I was a good enough kisser and that he found me enchanting enough when we were sober that one time to mean what he said. One can never be sure though.

- Hayley x x

Hello My Darlings

I'm Back; and this time I'm going to make it work.

A lot has changed and a lot has happened, but I'll get round to filling you in shortly.

A quick update would be that I turned 18, grew up in more way than one, got into university, moved out of home, moved out of Bucks, started my degree in Manchester, started a new job up here, made some amazing new friends and have had more than one man drama. It's been one hell of a ride.

Looking forward to keeping you updated on my messy but somehow horrendously mundane student life.

- Hayley xo