The science museum..

So still at the age of 16 I was dating here and there, I remember this guy Tom. He was something else. Awful hair, a little chubby, no style and yet he made me laugh so much. I just didn't care what he looked like. He was absolutely hysterical!! He was about 17-18. Finally my own age :P
He came from a pretty well off family, constantly went on about his family trips around the world, swimming with dolphins, going fishing in various rivers and oceans and all this other stuff that just blow my mind. I loved all his stories it just made me so excited to see him. We met through friends and didn't go on an actual date for a month or so. And then I remember going to his house for brunch with he's mum and dad, and his mum saying to me "you excited for your surprise today?" I had no idea what she was on about, then Tom just scream "Oh thanks for ruining the surprise mum! God's sake!"
    Turns out he planned a date for us all week. His dad took us for a drive and then we ended up in kensington where we went to this cute little food store. Where he bought us a picnic basket and just told Tom and I to fill it up. So we did... surprisingly not with sweets but italian and spanish hams and also a cheese board with biscuits and cokes. Tom was just way beyond his years. He allowed me to explore different foods that day and just blow me away with his passion towards this date. We then went on to the science museum. One of my favourite museums even today. His dad left us there we ran in like two little children out of pure excitement, holding hands and taking in everything we could. I couldn't believe how much fun I was having with him. We just spent hours looking at everything. Then we took out picnic basket to the eating area. What was really cute was that he had a blanket, and laid it out on the ground for us. It was so sweet. I didn't even realise there were people staring at us the whole time, because their were chairs but he insisted :P
    Even till today that was one of my favourite dates. By far the longest make out session ever. I just couldn't stop kissing him sometimes. It felt like our lips just locked. Even though we were young I so could have seen just going further. We last about half a year then he had to move to Switzerland to go to another school. It sucked so much. I remember being at his house the night before he left. We just cuddled all day and night. I'd never felt that close to anyone before. It scared me because at times I thought I couldn't breathe without him. Even saying goodbye to his parents killed me. I think saying goodbye to him was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. He was my best friend. I remember seeing him off I brought my friend with me because I knew what would have happen once he got on that plane. I didn't want him to see me upset so I kept the smiles going. But as soon as I couldn't see him in my view I burst out crying, I couldn't stop it. I cried for about two days. We kept in touch for a while but then the obvious happened. We grew up. We moved on. We met other people. Young love.
Can be such a bitch. I sometimes think what hes up to right now. And whether he thinks about me at all. You never know.

The gardens...

I remember one of my first proper dates. I had just turned 16 and this guy I'd met in a coffee shop bravely came up to me and gave me he's number. Now clearly he was a lot older then me, of which I could tell straight away but just thought whats the harm. So for our first date he was being very quiet about it all. For a good couple of hours he didn't tell me where we were going. We went to one of my favourite parts of Regents Park, we sat by the pond and just pigged out on snacks and got to know each other. I noticed straight away it would be an epic day and he seemed really nice. We talked for hours about love, music, life, travelling, the whole shibang! Then it got to the part where I just had to ask how old he was. Now at the time I was thinking at least 22-25.. good lord was I wrong. He was 34.
    34!!!! I had no idea what to do, when I asked him how old he thought I was he said 22-24. Not going to lie I was pretty dan flattered but confused because I didn't think I looked that much older then I was. I didn't want to tell him the truth because he seemed so nice. But its never good to start something with a lie. So I told him, he freaked out for a little while and didn't actually believe me until I told him I just started college and stuff. The nice thing was that we still spent the rest of the date together because it was so nice. But when the sun started to go down it was clear that we had to end what turned out the be an awesome first date. I still remember what he wore strangely.. its like the first time you gave sex. If it's good you remember really great things about the experience which you just don't forget. He was so handsome. Tall, dark hair, white shirt, navy blue trousers, and converse. You can see why I was so attracted to him..... the converse topped it off :P
    What I loved most was that he didn't make me feel young or like a child in anyway. He was probably the first man I had ever met that was a true gentlemen. He got us in a taxi, took he home and kissed me goodnight. I remember there being this awkward moment after he kissed me because it was obvious we both didn't want it to end. He was truly something else.

The past two years...

Wow can't believe it's been almost 2 years since I've been on this thing. A lot has happened. I was in a relationship for a year... (an extremely boring one). Got to work in a few new places here and there, met one of my best friends in the world, finally figured out my career path and managed to confess my feelings for someone which I have been compressing for freaking ages now. Anyway enough of that, during the past year I have realised what it really means to be true to yourself. I have had to cut out a lot of people in my life to allow myself to push myself further and get over little things that were really digging at me.
    So this year is starting out the be pretty damn good. I've taken a break from dating for a little while to focus on what my goals are. Managed to get most of my tattoo pieces done just got my back to go and I'm done for the year..... =/. Yes, that's what I said last year but ... shut up.
    Ok, so the past few months have been quite interesting. It's been the first time in ages that I haven't dated anyone at all so its been a nice experience. Last summer was probably one of the best summers I've ever had. I was dating a guy who for the first time I completely took my guard down with. Obviously he was a musician.... :P He was probably the most stubborn, hilarious, argumentative, passionate, beautiful inside and out person I'd ever met and just made me feel like I never had to do anything to impress him. He took me how I was. Unfortunately he clearly wasn't ready for any of it and it ended but I can happily say, we are still great mates and I wouldn't change our relationship in the slightest. I mean I hate how it ended but that's life. Best just to move on and push forward.
    Work wise just getting to move forward with what I really want to do. But hopefully by spring I'll be doing my first course in wedding planning and taking it from there :) My family have never been closer, we laugh, cry and laugh even more together. My mum and I have definitely grown stronger, and my brother has and always will be my best friend.
    So I'm thinking of using a bit of my spare time more on this, just getting out some thoughts etc. The first chapter though, will be all about the men (mostly manchilds) I have dated since I was 16. Being quite a well spoken girl, athletic build and may I add good sense of humor. Really gave me the confidence to get myself out there and explore the world of dating. So sit back... get a cuppa.. and let's begin.