I miss this blog. I read it sometimes and remember, and feel oh, so silly.
I'll learn from it all.

I'm a lot more sure of myself now.
Probably a lot happier.
A year is a long time.

I'll show you low-standards. The boy will need to be at least 6"2, 6"1 at a push. Any age from my age to 5 years older, also pushing. He will need to be warm with a lovely voice, if possible Northern England (but not as high as Newcastle, I want to be able to understand him.) Being patient, kind and selfless are musts. I do not have time for much sarcasm and insane immaturity that goes too far. Please, fashionable with a good taste in music. He shall be desisive to make up for where I lack. He shall not care what other people think of him, as long as he's confident in himself. Confidence but not arrogance. Intelligent and ambitious but not big-headed. Able to maintain a interesting conversation and also fuel it. I need a good head on strong shoulders. I need to find another who can make me laugh as easily as few I've found before have done. We all know it's not all about personality, as much as we would like it to be. I want him to have teeth with character. Preferably dark haired, but not much fussed either way. A nice laugh, a nice smile, nice eyes. Not too pasty, though I understand this is difficult in this current climate. He shall not straighten his hair or wear skinny jeans. He will not wear huge headphones or his pants down his ankles. In fact his hair will have to be just perfect. He shall be polite to people, especially my parents. I do not want him to smoke. He will definitely not do drugs. He shall not be prejudice to anyone. He will be mostly P.C. He will have free calls. He will have a job. He will love football more than I do, and happily watch it with me/talk about it with me and even possibly play it with me. He will also watch Top Gear with me and point out all the good cars. He will watch Friends with me. In an ideal world he will also drive. And he will have a lovely singing voice and play the guitar. He shall not look at me like I'm crazy even though I might be a little weird at times. He will laugh at my jokes even when they are not funny. He should not be too stubborn, especially not when I'm concerned. He'll have to be kind of tidy, otherwise combined we are destined to be the biggest slobs ever. He will be thoughtful. But he shall not be too whipped nor needy. He will be honest and loyal and caring. He will teach me how to play video games, and not mind that I still almost fancy Michael Carrick and Brandon Flowers more than him despite the fact I have found the most perfect man in the whole entire world.



Emma moved on! LOOK HOW PERFECT HE JUST MATCHED UP. (I promise I wont go all emo when this one fucks up.)

New Blog

www.callmesugar.blogspot.com - less personal, less posts, less relevancy or feelings or anything. Just general photos/lyrics/quotes/videos so far, and it hasn't got very far yet.

starting again. something better, or maybe not at all. i think in kind of the whole new college/new start thing and also just general change in my thoughts have just inspired me to wipe the slate clean. my blogs from this year do nothing for me anymore except scream immaturity and innexperience and other negative things that i don't with to portray myself as being... as, actually i'm not that bad. E x

Run far away,

So I can breathe.

Even though your far from suffocating me.

I can't set my hopes to high,

'Cause every Hello ends with a Goodbye.

MNCHSTR

Over the last few years I have discovered a love for this city which has developed as I have begun to appreciate it and how beautiful different aspects of it are. I want to move away, but at the same time I don't want to move away from the place I have called home for my whole life.

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Arctic Monkey's album, Humbug, leaked. I love it.

"What came first, the chicken or the dick head?"