We used to walk Mancunian Way
We used to swagger we used to sway
Up until the lights took us away
Do you know what you meant to me?
We used to think we were the bomb
Then someone left a real one
We stayed indoors as the rain come
Back then it made no sense to me I’m missing you face, your beautiful face
It’s funny that I recall they gave us the keys to the city, but they don’t fit anything
But I’m coming away.
I hear you calling I came back running
Forgot that feeling
Been so long coming
They tried to stop her
She just got stronger
I’m driving home again
Back down Mancunian Way
I just forgot how it is to feel
To dance and move and keep it real
Been lying down for ten long years
But I was there and it feels like yesterday
I’m missing you face, your beautiful face
It’s funny that I recall you came when I was pretty, but that don’t work no more
But I’m coming anyway.
Now I stand here in front of you I know now what I’m gonna do
My shoulders low, but my head is high I’m gonna bring this town alive
Through this acidic rain I’m gonna come back to life again.” —
Mancunian Way - Take That.
I miss home.
Tonight, my plan is to sit down with James Joyce, a ma-hoosive mug of Hot Chocolate a bag of minstrels and attempt to read Ulysses. Its gonna be a long stretch, but I will do it! Well that and somehow manage to write 500 words on how Marx, Darwin and Nietzche influenced our ideology and beliefs. The problem is keeping it under 500 words.
Tomorrow before six?? Sounds like a plan! xx
Damn lack of money and not getting paid until Friday!
And I know by writing this I’m going to jinx it but I don’t care at all.
So, Thursday night I engaged in standard BSU behaviour and went to Secondbridge, me and some people from my course were going to celebrate meeting our deadlines. He tagged along, not that we minded at all :) we realised how sweet he was at pre-drinks and told him he had to come! So, I was dancing with my friends and I realised how much I needed another drink, it was probably about my ninth but I didn’t care, I was out to get wasted. I went to the bar and he joined me. We bought each other drinks and started dancing again. He put his hands on my hips and started dancing with me. It was sweet. My friends all tactfully disappeared at that point ha. So we danced and laughed and drank some more, and we found everyone. They gave us all the most, well, knowing looks when they saw us holding hands, but they didn’t say anything haha. We left at about half 1 so we could beat the crowds at the end. I was struggling to walk home, so he like, pretty much carried me. We got back to our building and he sat in our friends flat for a bit, at this point I started to sober up. We then moved to our other friends flat, and then to mine, where we sat in my kitchen talking until 6am! And if I’m honest, even though we exchanged numbers, I didn’t expect to hear from him again. But I did.
Friday night, I was at a girly night in at my friend Jenny’s flat. I was quite tired so I went at like half past midnight, I was lay in bed until about 2am. Just thinking how I couldn’t sleep. I’d been talking to him all day, so in reply to one of his texts, I just sent can’t sleep. Damn. x he text back, well i’m going to watch inception if you want to come over. so I did. I feel asleep half way through. I remember falling asleep on the other side of the bed to him, but woke up with his arm around me, and holding his hand. So, when I had to leave to go to work, I was in such a good mood! Once again, I was texting him all day.
Which brings me to tonight. I was at my friends birthday party, and I didn’t know anyone, I was soo bored! So I was texting him (as well as other people lol) and I said. Think I’m going to leave at 10. Have to walk home with no coat though. Why I thought I wouldn’t need one idk! x, I did leave at 10, and he was there, outside the bar with a jacket for me. We got the bus back to waterside, he held my hand the entire way back, and then came back to mine so I could get out of my dress. We sat in my kitchen and watched up. We were sat on the same sofa, then he held my hand, so, I leaned on his shoulder. Then, he checked his phone and rather subtly, put his arm around me. I could hear his heart beating fast every time I jumped at a bit of the film, it was sweet.
And although nothing happened, it still made me feel like something could have happened. Like something would have happened if my flatmates hadn’t got back! He’s sweet. He’s cute. Has a sense of humour so the banter is amazing! I don’t know. I guess, I’m starting to like him. Which could be dangerous, but for now, I’m just going to see how it goes.