Shocked?

Are you surprised!? I'm back!
I've not blogged here in a very long time. Last night I was going through a lot of old things on my laptop, ad I came across a conversation with an old friend. It not only brought back a lot of memories from last summer, but reminded me of this blog I started. so this morning, I decided I'd share a few feelings with you all.
The conversation was with someone who I met last summer through a mutual friend. The night before that friend's party, we met. We were talking on MSN until about 5am. At the party, I got totally wasted and made a fool of myself, lets just say.
I guess the night before I felt like he was something special. Because he made me feel like I was something special. So anyway, after the night of the party, we talked, I apologised, he offered me friendship. Now, I was younger, and a lot more foolish, I'd say. I wanted more than that. I didn't really know the bloke. But I guess I was a little bit lonely at the time.
How I behaved was something that given my time again, I'd probably do differently. That in itself really got me thinking about some (well, lots if I'm honest) of the other boy mistakes I've made.
I also stumbled upon a conversation between me and a bloke from a while before that. Despite still denying it, he really screwed me over. But how can I not admit that I let him screw me over? Because reading what I did last night, I handed him my heart, and he broke it. Shall I tell you why? Because he likes a challenge. Guys like a challenge. They fight and fight and fight for you, and as soon as you give in to them, they don't want to any more. That's why he moved on from me. The next girl was someone who I knew, and even though she's a fool, I stopped her from letting him hurt her.
You know, that bloke is someone that I'm not sure I'll ever be over. I don't love him, but the way he was with me was truly beautiful. I've never experienced someone holding me the way he did, or kissing me that way. IT felt like a movie, being with him. That's what I wanted.
But me now, is a different person completely. I'm proud of that. I'm proud of the fact that for the first time in my life, I am really happy to be single. The thing is, I've not found the right person. I don't need to be with Mr. Right just yet, but to be with someone, he has to at least be Mr. (It-Feels-So) Right.
So, the biggest boy mistake of my life, is needing a boy. Right now, for the first time, I don't need one. Ad it makes my life a whole lot easier.
It's time to build bridges...

Poodle. Love, Bill.

This is something I can't believe I forgot to put in! .. Alex, remember that first day we were trying to both sit on the lilo?
Well, my Dad decided to help us. And Alex sat on the lilo but she was too close to the middle for me to have enough room to get on, and she had plenty room behind her. So my Dad said she should move back a bit..
She shuffled so far back she pushed herself right off the end. When she returned from underwater, my Dad said: "I didn't mean that far back!"
Good times.. I miss you Toots.
This is for Alex Adie.. And I really hope she reads it!
I met Alex a few weeks ago, in Kalamaki. Making friends on holiday is so much more difficult when you're a teenager, and I was very nervous. Our parents swapped the occasional comment to each other about the entertainment or the pool or something, then it was Greek Night and our tables were close. When the adults were slow dancing, I got up and made a joke about not wanting to see your parents dancing like that. (Seriously, they were touching each others bums and that.. Not nice!) Alex, like many people, refused to believe me when I told her I was fourteen. She couldn't get over the fact that I was younger than her. And I wont lie, I thought she was about my age.. But she's a year or so older.

We spent a lot of time in the pool together and in the evenings we'd use a countless amount of Euros on the computers, and we made some new friends. We went out for a cocktail one evening, and we did a lot of Karaoke after being put up unwillingly by her step-mum Pauline and my Mum. We watched the football together.. Me being half Spanish, wanted Spain to win. But I felt a little outnumbered surrounded by Scottish people supporting Holland and laughing at my accent. But it's all banter, hey?

I eventually realised that Alex said Bill like Bell, and I found this hillarious! She is now my Poodle as I love the way she says that! And I'm Bill.

So the point of this anyway, is for me to say thank you to Alex. Because without her my holiday wouldn't be the same. I really really miss this girl and last night we were talking about the holiday and it was very sad. I thought you should all know about a very good friendship I made. Despite being extremely nervous about taking the first step towards it. So all of you on your Summer Holidays, don't be shy.. It pays to be outgoing. :)

Remember though, Poodle, I did promise I'd see you again before I was in an Old People's Home! ;)

And here's us just being jolly :)

55 weeks, 4 days!

Well hello! I have ONE person who's reading this, but I'm hoping to get more very soon :) I thought I would post here that today my parents and me booked next year's trip to Kalamaki. I am so very excited, as there are only 55 weeks and 4 days to go. Everybody in Thomas Cook found it hilliarious that I said this. We'll leave on my friend Alice's birthday, the 22nd of August, and 2 days later, I shall become 16. Happy times or what? Meal in my favourite restaurant, all my favourite views, and a few very special people close to me. A quiet (maybe) yet very exciting, memorable sixteenth! I'll celebrate with my fam fam beforehand.
I will have just finished my GCSEs and definitely deserve a treat, no? We'll see how hard I work, hey? ;)
I've never been abroad just for a week, and only going for a week is going to feel really weird. I'm gutted it's not longer but we may be out there for a friend's wedding, also. So good times. Dad really wanted a week and so he dragged himself round Sainsbury's like a moody little child. But a week's better than a kick up the ass in England, right? Plus, Dad.. Think of all the extra beer you can have, hey ;) Mmm, cocktails!
I'm so desperately excited!
55 weeks, 4 days, the countdown begins!
:D

(First Post.) The day of the new computer...

Well, isn't this fantastic! Recently, our good friend Lenny (the family laptop) sadly passed away. My parents have been on many PC shopping trips, and Mum's searched what must feel like the whole WWW trying to find a new PC for us - With very little luck. After being miss sold a computer by Tesco, we were unable to buy another as the refund hadn't gone through, so our kind neighbours lent us an old computer. After hours of problems with it, it worked - For about half an our. Now we're using their tower and our very old, blurry monitor. We've now ordered another, and here I am. The computer could arrive any time between 7am and 7pm.. How helpful! So not only did I have to get up early, I also have to stay in all day - An eye-stinging computer being my main entertainment. Now, the weather's not brilliant, considering it's "summer", but I wouldn't mind being able to venture out of the house and do something.. Anything!
So here's where my blog starts. You can keep track of my boring day-to-day life throughout a not-so-busy summer holidays, and I can rant to the world as a way of curing my boredom.
Keep visiting, I'll aim to update every day.. And hopefully with something more interesting to say than I do this afternoon!
And happy holidays!