Here goes nothing!
So, here I am! I was thinking earlier about how I used to blog on MSN spaces a few years ago and remembered how much I miss telling the world (who I imagine aren’t even reading this!) about what’s going on in my unexciting life. Either way, voicing your thoughts over a public medium such as the Internet must be good for something, right? So as the title says: here goes nothing!
For the uninformed – I live in Bath, UK although I hail from the south east of Britain, my hometown being a place called Reading. I’m a student of languages (French and German) and I suppose that’s perhaps my biggest reason for writing all this rubbish – I love to talk. Constantly. Even breathing is difficult as a result! I suppose those who do decide to follow this will learn more about me as I post – sure I’ll be listing what’s going on in reality but this place I feel serves me best for venting off some steam and sharing the thoughts that are going through my mind, which I might not otherwise get to talk about in the real world.
Lately, things have been strange. Far too much work to do – mostly through fault of my own. Leaving things to the last minute has always been my forté. I share a house with two other guys and we really do have good fun, be it watching TV and making stupid comments throughout or playing cricket (such an English thing to do!) with a metal rod and empty beer cans. That’s kept me from thinking too much about the stressful things.
Otherwise, a certain someone has been on my mind lately – I’ve really no idea why they have been! For the moment, let’s just call them an old acquaintance, with whom relations deteriorated pretty quickly due to some rather nasty unpleasantness. We’ve not been in contact for a very long time and something the other day triggered something in my brain. My “mémoire involontaire” as the famous Marcel Proust would put it, has been kicking in. I’ve tried contacting said person, and unfortunately I’ve had no luck – it’s been so long since we last spoke that there’s a good chance they have a different email. I don’t even know where they live for sure anymore. More worryingly, it might be because they simply just don’t want to talk to me anymore, mainly because I was incredibly rude the last time we interacted. It’s a shame, it feels like I’m gonna end up losing contact with someone who I once held very dear and never find out what they went on to do. We haven’t spoken in what feels like a lifetime and that seems to just make this whole thing seem a little weirder….why is she in my head?
