I’m not going to be the kind of person who drabs on and on about my boyfriend. ‘Cause lets face it, those people are really annoying. But this is a subject that has been on my mind a lot recently.
So here’s the situation at the moment. I met Dan (who’s probably reading this now) at Pizza Hut, the most romantic workplace ever, not. We bonded over cats, our dry sense of humour and mutual loathing for the human race; especially those who take Pizza Hut serious to an unhealthily extent. So yeah, after knowing each other for like 9 months we got together (sort of can’t really remember) at Halloween; whilst he was dressed as Moe from The Simpsons, in a giant pumpkin suit wearing my friend’s sailor hat and demanded everyone called him “Cap’n Pumpkin”, I however was dressed as a skeleton.
So that’s how it started, fast forwarding so summer he finished University and moved back to Newcastle at the end of June, leaving me in Sheffield (If you don’t come from the UK It’s about a 2 1/2 hour drive away). I’m just glad I appreciated him living a 10 minute walk away while I still could, but not being able to see him is a pain in the ass. If you have ever been in a long distance relationship before, you’ll know that you want to get on with your life and have fun, but it’s difficult because you miss someone. That is probably why most of these relationships don’t last long, hopefully this one will though.
Oh and also I forgot to mention that he is probably going to get a job in London which is even further away. if any fellow bloggers/aspiring agony aunts have any tips about how to get through a long distance relationship without it eating at my social life, please feel free to leave a comment.
But no, I can’t go with him because I’m starting University (again) in September so basically I know that it’s going to be at least 3 years before I know we’ll live in the same city.
– Lots of love, Beth..