Thoughts.

According to my boyfriend Dave, and interestingly my mum as well, have commented that my blogging seems to be well written when I do it in the early hours of the morning. Since it is 02.50, I think I ought to manage to produce a relatively good quality post.

Yesterday, as you probably already know, Dave came over for 1 and a bit nights (a bit being he left about an hour ago because for some odd reason he prefers driving at night. I don't drive, so maybe I can't comment on that seeming a little odd but apparently the roads are clearer.).

We had a fantastic time, although my mum insisted on showing him the most crushingly embarrassing baby videos whilst I was in the corner of the room with my face in my hands, thinking to myself that a CD-R can only hold 700mb of footage manically trying to reassure myself that it will come to an end soon.

After my dad offering Dave a stiff drink (he declined but I was willing), my brother entertained us all with stories of his work shadowing week with the Police. You would imagine work shadowing would equate to being the tea maker and fax machine worker, but my brother decided he would do things a little differently!

He was a hostage at one point and even got 'arrested' quite a few times (and asked if he could just sit down rather than being floored as 'These are nice jeans" (lol). However, knowing my brother would always try and spice up certain situations he decided he would lay a few 'traps', including using chairs to block doors, accidentally set off a fire extinguisher he thought wasn't live and placing manikin like dummies  of victims in rather compromising positions. Typical. Suppose you can't make things too straightforward and got to prepare them for any situation, but honestly...

Today Dave was incredibly lovely and took me out to Pizza Express which was oh so gorgeous and tasty, their pizzas much have some sort of addictive endorphin inducing substance as quite simply it was an exquisitely tasty pizza!

Afterwards we nipped to Tesco for indulgences where I got some chocolate raisins. I feel I can justify them when I'm healthy eating as they are dried fruit, lets just forget the small detail they are covered in chocolate... anyway- will try and keep my DDR up as well, one day I shall get to "Difficult" and get an C at least (we live in hope).

Whilst we entered Tesco, I noticed a slightly built girl (who will know exactly who she is if god forbid she ever reads this blog), which I didn't mention at the time, who used to take great joy in telling me in what a "Retard" and "Spaz" I was in my Year 11 Science classes. The same girl used to push my buttons constantly, whilst taunting me with her 'cronie' (Who has since manned up and apologized for his immature behavior, and even stated, in his very own words what a tw*t he was- something I realise, although not right to do in the first place, takes a hell of alot of balls to do- and I appreciated it, something I have personally told him).

I looked at her, she noticed me, and I could tell she could tell I recognized her for all the wrong reasons. She even had the tenacity to give me as what could be only described as a dirty look. However, I refuse to let her bother me anymore. I have a gorgeous boyfriend, a lovely group of friends at both University and home and passed my first year without referrals and even got full marks in one.  I have grown in confidence as a person and have become happier because of University and the amazing people I have met there and have come to realise people do these things to try to hurt people and be a sheep to try and fit in with the crowd because they are highly insecure about themselves.

I somehow doubt, with my first year out the way, acing certain modules, my bloody amazing group of friends, my lovely Dave, and the fact I have developed as a person that she can say the same.