I have officially given up.

I had my doubts with staying here, but having him there made it bearable, but now I've lost him too, its time I move back to Wolverhampton.

I haven't cried this much or felt this low in ages. Yet again this year I'm losing something close to me. Its not fair. I've tried my best I really have, but how hard is it to give another person another chance.

Last night I tried to forget about things, but I just couldn't. Faking my smile just proved too much, resulting in me making matters worse. I just don't understand how someone can fall out of love so quickly and try to work something out.

I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't stay here anymore.

Home please.

I think the title explains it all, finding it hard to smile each day I'm stuck here.

If you're shocked its just the fault of faulty manufacturing.

Morning bloggers, well afternoon technically.

I cannot stop listening to Jason Mraz's song 'Details in the Fabric', hence the blog title. It makes me think of erm things.

Note to myself, I really must attempt to get a decent nights sleep before 9am law lectures. Falling asleep whilst your tutor is trying to explain the contempt of law act and many others is not a very good. I think I may need a little elf sitting on my shoulder to pass these exams I tell you. Why can I not concentrate here in my little box room -_-

om nom nom pasta.
seriously this is all I eat.

Oh and I have realised again that I am the meaning of screw up. Seriously, I have a way of fucking up the most easiest of things. I really should just lock myself away for a while maybe. Sometimes I feel I don't deserve certain things that have happened to me, having the words' I love you' spoken to me. Am I really worth this?
Speaking the words back seem to just flow straight off my tongue, no regrets with saying it, but how long before I cock up things again. I nearly did this the weekend just gone, with me being a stupid little drunk.

Oh my, I must stop blogging, I really should concentrate more on my uni work.

Late nights just keep happening.

So I seem to have kept an ongoing thing that I used to do in Wolverhampton often, and brought it here to Leicester.
Yes my fellow bloggers it is late night blogging.
Though I have seemed to have deserted my page for while, I believe its time to rape it again with my useless shitty writing.

So uni, last time I was complaining about it, so maybe I shall continue the rampage of complaining more, it is what I do best. So yes, I stupidly miss my old life, as much as I did screw up quite a few times, some ways more then others, and yes I stupidly got myself emotionally attached to things, sometimes people as well, but hey that was my screwed up life and I found it pretty awesome at times. Oh and I hate most people here. Sweet.

Butttttttttttttt, let's talk positive things. I swear one day someone is going read this blog and kill themselves from my depressive writing.

Well here we go bloggers.
I, Jordan Elizabeth Thompson has a, wait for it ( pauses for effect).....
boyfriend.
Yes, even with my stupidness, my random moodswings, my slight, yet controllable drinking problem, and my screwed up little mind, I have managed to obtain a boyfriend.
and this one is actually a nice guy, wahey.



^^
Yeah, I have a retarded smile.
S'up.

So yes, maybe uni is not what I have hoped for but maybe it will be all worth while. I mean hey I've lasted this long and something good has come out of it.