pixiebelle

Yes, a name change. To encompass the ever changing thing which is my life. My life seems to have moved on from being a sparkley little tat2'd thing to being a much loved yet frustrated and confused Belle. Often having the mick taken out of her for sounding so southern when she's originally from South Africa. As I keep explaining, you can't get much more southern than SA now can you?!

Off to Nottingham this afternoon to see the new boy. His best mate's girlfriend is having a birthday house party and they want to meet me. Although the boy is wonderful and lovely and funny and everything I need in my life right now, I'm freaking out. I'm used to being on my lonesome. All this planning weekends and thinking about only one other person just feels a little too much. I'll probably feel completely different once I'm in his arms. We'll see.

Part of the problem is probably the fact that I'm having to make some big decisions about my life in the next few months. Like where I live, where I work etc. Leaning towards the idea of moving to Yorkshire to live with my folks. They're cool people and I miss them dearly. Only drawback is that my mates are all down here and the Reading lot are crap enough at coming to see me here in Aldershit. Hmmm, decisions, decisions, financially I can't afford to live down here on my own so I guess the decisions kind of been made. It's just being 100% sure about it that's proving difficult. I love my mates but I do miss my folks so damn much.

Blah! I need a shower!
Have a good weekend everyone!