Missed Me?

*Blows cobwebs off the screen*

Well I think it's safe to say once again, that it's been a pretty long time since I wrote. With every things that has been going on this year, I'm afraid this blog has sort of fallen  into the sidelines. I still love you all though. I also love someone else.

I'm still happily loved up. For the purpose of this let's call him 'D'. Tomorrow is our 6 month anniversary and things couldn't be better. We've had our arguments of course but so far we move past them.

I met D on a dating site of course, how else would I do it? I met him at his house to watch movies and we were both very shy. We were both very shy for the next 5 dates before I finally kissed him. I was very unsure how I felt towards him at first, even breaking into tears during a make out session. But he grew on me and apparently I grew on him too.

We've talked about moving in together and after looking at places for a few weeks we've decided that the best thing is to wait for his flatmate to move out next year. There's plenty of room at his place for me to move in right now, but there's no rush. Another factor in the 'no rush' decision is that I don't think I could live with the guilt if one of my cats killed one of the flatmates birds!

In contrast to my personal life, work is rather hellish. The library job is chugging along no worries but the craft shop is horrid. The worst thing is that I love what I do, I'm good at it. The boss just makes it so difficult.

Myself and several others had a two hour long meeting with the Regional Manager yesterday, giving her all personal accounts of negative experiences whilst working there. We told her we were afraid of repercussions with the boss, she swore that nothing bad could happen.;

This morning I'm called into the bosses office. For gossiping. Woman number one told myself and woman number two that due to her team now having to work night fill she had no choice but to leave. In woman number 2's presence I told woman number 3. In less then half an hour I was called into the office. Woman number 2 had snitched. No one was called into the office when people started gossiping about one womans miscarriage. Despite the fact that I'm calling it 'gossip', I don't think it was. I told one person in a confidential manner. I hadn't been told it was secret and if it was I honestly don't believe I would have been told.

I held myself together during the meeting but as soon as I left the tears began to fall. In contrast to my previous teary experiences, I couldn't pull myself together and I also wasn't going to spend the afternoon working in close company with a snitch who had just caused me trouble with I told the boss I was going home. I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow. Wish me luck.

I'll try to write more often but I can't promise anything. So many things I enjoy I just can't be bothered doing lately. Most of the time I'm just happily existing these days.

Optimisms Dividend

I know I haven't wrote for quite sometime and I apologies. Did you miss me? Today I'm keeping it short and sweet. Those who follow my tweets will already know my good news. Are you Ready for it? I have a boyfriend and I couldn't be happier.

I'm not giving up the blog though, I'm just waiting for that writing mood to strike. Catch you again soon awesome folks.

Thirteen

Approximately one year ago, I wrote about several events. Several events that still remain important to me, both for the good memories and the bad. On Friday the 13th, 2012, I lost a job I loved. That same day I welcomed a special friend of mine for the last time, saying my goodbyes the following day. I don't think I'll forget either of those days.

As they happened I remembered both these things. I remembered with fondness and sadness my job at the party supply shop. I loved that job. I made some wonderful friends and wore some ridiculous costumes. I watched my assistant manager skateboard around the shop. I remembered playing practical jokes, barricading staff inside the tearoom with boxes, glitter fights when the christmas decorations came in. I don't believe I'll ever have a job quite like it again.

I also remembered GC (Mr Good-Company), I still miss him sometimes. I remembered my first kiss with him, my first kiss ever actually. I almost gagged when he put his tongue in my mouth. I soon became accustomed to the sensation though. I thought about how nice it was to share a bed with, I discovered that it was nice to just sleep with someone. I thought about oral, how nervous and scared I was when I first sucked him. I definitely thought about the first time he gave me oral. The softness of his tongue running up and down my pussy, his teeth nipping the inside of my thighs. GC remains the only guy I've been with who's been willing to go down on me. It's now been one year since I had oral. 

I have a new job now, it will never compare to my old job though. The people make sure of that. But I go to work, do the best I can and hope that one day I can recreate that first job with my own business. I also have a new 'fun' friend, The Shy Guy. So far it's going well. Though just like GC, The Shy Guy also thinks I talk too much. It's still in the early stages of friendship, we know each other well intellectually but are still learning what to do with each others body.

Despite my negativity on New Years Eve, I am hoping this year will be better then the last. I still have the amazing friends as I did last year but I also have new friends and new goals. I'm always the optimist in the end.

'I am, and always will be, the optimist, the hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams.' The Eleventh Doctor.