Year Review - Gota love 'em!

January
I wanted to start a new year with Bash, but he wouldn't have any of it. I held Sophia for the first time. I got 85% on my dissertation proposal! Steve and I broke up and I started sleeping with Dave.

February
Steve and I got back together and then argued for most of Valentines night... We took part in 'LOST' around the UK dressed as bumble bees.

March
I went to Belgium with OTC and we broke up again. Bash and I had a major blow out. I started sleeping with Dave again.

April
I properly met Alasdair and our screwed-up relationship ensued. And then he turned up in Liverpool as a Grand Romantic Gesture. I went to the Grand National with my girls. I got beaten up walking home from a party. I captained the Queen's Cup football team.

May
I pulled Monty - where did that come from?! Dave booty-called me from Cancun. And... I turned up in Lancaster in an attempt to reclaim Steve's heart. I went to Scarborough with my girls.

June
I worked in an Liverpudlian all boys school for 3weeks. I got a 2:2 in my degree. I surprised Hinny in Carlisle, and Helen in York in one weekend! I got my hair cut short and Steve hated it. I started my Blogspot blog.

July
I graduated. I moved home properly. I attempted to rinse Bash. I spent 2weeks in Devon for Summer Camp. Steve and I broke up, but didn't really.

August
Steve, Phyll and I had a fab, but wet, time in Scotland on Cadet Camp. It was probably the best time Steve and I ever had together. I had interviews for the job I am currently doing! I visited H in Nottingham with Tessy. I went on holiday to France with Becca and Carleline... We met Ludoo and Mehdi!

September
I went to Doncaster for Phyll's birthday and we went to GoApe! We went to the Lake District for Adventurous Training, and discovered So Macho! I handed my OTC kit in. I saw Garfield Mayor play in Coventry and got drunk with Sian!! Grandpa had a triple heart bypass.

November


December

So... that's as far as I got, and I really do not have the time or desire to scan those last couple of months, sorry!
Basically, my year has been a constant on and off with Steve. Looking back at it now, it seems a bit of a waste. Now I'm nothing to him and we're not even in contact. I guess we've both happily moved on. But the ending of relationships always makes me annoyed... Why didn't I realise from the start that it wasn't meant to be??

Ah well, you live, you learn.

Actually, I don't. I've been in Courche 10minutes and I'm already letting my head get screwed by a guy. That's a whole other post... Damn my silly highly-strung heart!