Oh for a simpler time...

I hate text messages, all the wondering of did the message go through? Have they read it yet? I hope my use of texting sarcasm didn't sound bitchy, and so on and so forth.

Oh I wish for a simpler time, where I didn't have to juggle 5 pieces of technology at once and plans once made had to stay in place.

146 Days!

There are 146 days until I turn 30.

Hell, I have no idea how that happened? I certainly don't feel like I should be that old! But cause I definitely can't stop it from happening, I thought I may as well try and figure out a few things before it does.

Like, for example, how to stop running away from the lovely boys and running towards the less than lovely ones. I met someone lovely recently and I have discovered that intimacy scares the bejesus out of me. I realised this about the same time as I was running out of the door straight after being kissed for the first time. Which is really not a good look, let me tell you! He is nice, sweet and everything good that I should be looking for. But the whole idea of it just scares me so much and its completely early days!

So, as part of my aim to grow up before I actually am grown up, I am going to try to not completely freak out but enjoy spending some time with a nice boy who likes me even when I am drunk and talk far too much!