Back on the Scene

So I went on a break to live LIFE… writing everyday was stripping me from actually being able to let you guys know what was really going on in my life. So… what’s happened since my departure? A LOT!!! Oh my days!!! SOOOOOOO MUCH… so much I think it’s going to take a few days to fully complete the story.

So let me start at the beginning… relax, push your chair back and read on… my life… and its action.

Where do I start?? Umm… my quest for a husband is officially over!! How many times have I said that? I know, I know. LOADS. But this time I mean it and I’m not saying it because I’ve found THE ONE, in fact I don’t think I’m even near to him yet but I’ve realised something… I like to worry. I mean, I think I’ve picked up some of my mum’s traits and ‘worrying’ is on her list of characteristics. Honestly! To tell you the truth I have always been a worrier… to the point where if something is troubling me I won’t sleep, won’t eat, won’t even watch tv and if you know the type of person I am… when I don’t watch tv… there’s a problem. Some people find shopping therapeutic, others find that playing Pro Evolution sorts them out but with me its tv.

So, back to the story, it seems like every time I start talking to a guy, I’m infatuated then a few days later (1 week maximum) I’m off him. I was told by my friend that I have 'commitment issues' but I don’t think that’s it. Now I’ve decided to go on with life whichever way it sways me…. And boi… has it swayed me in some different directions. As my uni life became more exciting and I started to make new friends – I realised there was more to life than wondering whether a guy liked me or not … so now that I’ve got that guy issue out of the way I can commence to tell you about what really went down these past few weeks, and to tell you the truth I never knew I had it in me.

Read my next post… the first part into my much needed break.

- Gabrielle