My New Boyfriend and 5 Words After Sex

Hello people I've paid to read this, hope you're having lovely weekends and if not, don't let it happen twice. 

So it's my second date with 'The Blog.'.......we haven't been anywhere together yet but I like him lots; we share thoughts, my lot have said he's cool and he's on my mind more than most things. Now I've reached the stage where I'd like to show him some more, not bare all exactly, but spice it up without the cheap stunts or killing the mystery - not how I'd usually approach a second date (I've never even approached a first) but you get my drift. 

     In short, I'm trying to figure what I wanna burden on 'Face Not Fussed' enthusiasts without talking about myself too much (which is happening already) or about talking about others too much. I know you'll probably listen more if I were to quote lame to fames but this isn't Twitter.

Talking of Twitter, '5 words after sex' trended last night.....

• 'Sarrry......usually bleed next week.'
• 'You said Jessica, I'm Sophie.'
• 'Thought we were just spooning.'
• 'Thanks babe, take these wristbands.'
• 'I think I've been raped.'
• 'Your Facebook t***s are better.'
• 'Finish myself off, shall 1?'
• 'Yoga's good for toning abs.'
• 'You said you're a virgin.'
• 'Did you cum, I never.'
• 'That peppermint lick blistered me.'
• 'That should start the contractions.'
• 'When's she back from Spain?'
• 'Didn't know you were Jewish?'
• 'Fool, blaming it on latex!

What I do know however, is the reason I've started to blog, is this: 

On New Years Eve.....I was sick, in my bed. This picture and drink receipts are the only evidence of my start to 2011. Similar to probably 157 days of 2010,  I lost 24 hours of life (time it took to recover),  lost maybe a twelfth of my liver (the yellow lumps in the vomit upstairs) and gained a swear word amount of calories ('Sophie, haven't you put weight on over Christmas?').....

In a nutshell, I go out a lot and more often than not end up in silly memory-loss, probably vulnerable situations. To be honest, they would make for a blog of legend but that's not the point. I'm 23, a Leo, but there's only so many lives a big cat can have. Apparently (apparently) I told Jason DeRulo that he wasn't Jason DeRulo despite singing to him 'Jaaasssonn De Rulo' in a club where apparently (apparently) Jason De Rulo was at. That's not cool, but neither is mentioning Jason De Rulo when I said I wouldn't name drop - it's cool though, I'm still positive I've never met him. 

Sooooooooo.....for 2011, I have decided to kill two birds with one stone and.....

.....save time by drinking and raving at the same time.

No n-n-no, real talk. Despite a friend (Emily at www.mobmanagement.co.uk) recommending me to review clubs, this creative / cathartic / God that girl's an idiot style of writing, is intended to provide a different focus to the New Year. I like theatre, live music, creative writing and not-for-nonces aspects of culture which I plan to enhance by doing this. 

Ideally, I'm aiming to be a good girlfriend to 'The Blog,' send him naughty messages and love him tri-daily (fortnightly after the Honeymoon period) but more importantly, I welcome you all to come with on my little ramble. Your constructive criticism, unjustified abuse, praise or backstabbing will all be welcomed to improve this master plan. In the next few posts, I want this to take a more creative stance.....to feature interviews, videos, heated debate, preferably with (but not limited to) an arts / media emphasis - do feel free to become involved. Right, that really is enough about me now, but moral of this post is, don't stick to what's safe..... like I said, I hope you've had a good weekend, if not don't let it happen twice.  

CHANGE IS GOOD - the familiar face in the video tributes this.......wow I'm so glad you went solo!! 

Till next time....xxx