Finally, it is starting to feel like summer in Brighton! I no longer have to constantly wear long sleeves before leaving the house, at least during the day...
The past couple of days have been like an emotional rollercoaster, despite not having done much. The two jobs I was hoping for turned out to not even exist. Don't get people's hopes up and do 'tests' etc if you're not even hiring! I am now cutting deeper and deeper into my overdraft which is really not good. I am considering getting a job in a bar or something just to gain a bit of extra cash for now, but I am feeling very resentful having to resort to a job that I could have had anyway without spending £9000 on a university degree. This entire situation of being broke and single just makes me think back of the first ever post I wrote on this blog. Life is indeed ironically cyclical.
So my social life has been put on hold whilst my finances are slim, but I did go out on Thursday night and it was quite a strange evening. Well, the night was quite normal; saw loads of random people, had a few drinks and a boogie and stumbled home at 4 am. When I got home, however, I had received a message on Facebook from this guy who I don't actually know but who I have had as a Facebook-friend for a couple of months. He is a bit of an artist, and quite successful, and he is one of those Brighton gay socialites who knows literally everyone and everyone knows him. So clearly he is 'above' me in the social order of things. Anyway, I had seen him in the club earlier that night and he sent me a message saying that he fancies me... at 4.30 am on a Thursday night. I didn't quite know what to do with this information as I hadn't actually spoken to him at all - why did he suddenly fancy me?
To me, the logic works as such; you either fancy someone at first glance, or, you are indifferent to someone and fancy them after you've had a proper conversation with that person. This situation applied to neither of these instances. He has known who I am for ages, and although he saw me at the bar briefly (but didn't actually come over and talk to me), he hasn't had an opportunity to be swayed by my personality. I am now in one of those life situations where flattery will get you anywhere, so I am actually going on a date with this artist guy tomorrow. I have heard a lot of negative rumours and gossip about this person, but I am choosing to stay open minded - seeing as I can't actually remember the last time a guy explicitly said he likes me in such a way, and it's not like I have men lined up down the street... but I am indeed intrigued by this certain Brightonian artist. Hopefully there may actually be some romance involved.
Saturday, 30 May 2009
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2 comments:
Maybe you were looking particularly hot that night? Or he could be bored with nothing else to do...?
Can't wait to find out what happens though!
(Ironically your word verification today is 'inquid' which sadly you are not)
Or maybe your Facebook pictures don't do you justice? It's flattering, whatever it is.
And you wouldn't be the only one who had to get a low-paid job for a while after uni. I went through the same period of slow realisation that I wasn't going to get a £20k job straight away, and ended up doing an office job for less than £12k to start with! It's rather depressing I know.
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