A new day.

Sometimes I forget that everyday is a new day, everything is better if you sleep on it and it makes it so much easier to move forward. I keep meaning to write this post, but it feels like I spend most of my time asleep. But I'm definately going to finish this and post it before I throw myself into revision. 

So the boyfriend had been being weird for like a month now, basically making me feel shit. Then last night he finally talked to me. FINALLY. FOR THE FIRST EVER TIME. He told me that when he was home visiting his family he went to see his ex. I made out like I didn't mind but in all honesty it broke my heart. He told me nothing had happened, and I think I believe that, but I feel betrayed. He said all of this shit of him thinking 'whats the point anymore' and behaving like a complete ass came from when he saw a text a friend of mine sent with a heart thingy <3. I dont undertsand how someone can want to destroy their relationship over a fucking meaningless emoticon. But hell I'm not a man, how could I possibily understand. God I'm reading this and realising how rambly and shit this sounds but atleast its not keeping it inside.

Weight-wise I'm pretty much the same, a little lighter maybe, but I'm only weighing myself when I'm at the gym and my scales are so  fecking inaccurate. Last visit I was 139, not too shabby considering I was starting from fucking 149 when I started throwing pointless posts of rambly rubbish (ehhh alliteration) into the deep abyss of blogger.

Better news, I finish my first year of univeristy in two weeks. I cant fucking believe it. I've got three exams to make it through and then I'm done for the summer. I can go home and tell all the people (and believe me there were a few) that I fucking did it. I've decides that when I finish my exams, and it will be two weeks until payday, I'm going to spend the fortnight in the gym (No uni, no exams, no revision= TIME!) then on payday get a tattoo I've wanted for a while. I want to get a dream catcher tattoo I've design on my right side of my ribs. I dont want to go into more detail on its appearance incase I change my mind, but I'm definately going to post a picture as soon as I've got it done.  I spent alot of last night reading reccomendations for tattooists and I think I've found my shop, a place in Hammersmith :). So in 4 weeks, I will have finished my first year of univeristy in London, I hope to weigh 127lbs and if I hit that gold, I'm going to celebrate with a beautiful new rib piece.

Laters beauts.