This time next month I will have begun my new adventure in life. I am goin to live in Newcaslte Upon Tyne, England. I have just been accepted into Northumbria University to do a property management course. Excitement mixed with slight fear is the way I am feeling. I am going to be accompanied by an unexpected traveller,someone that if i was told about I would never have believed.

I met him in a nightclub about 2 months ago and we have been inseperable since. We think alike,act alike,he teaches me about cars,calls me his princess,we are the couples that i used to look at and envy in the past few months. I used to hold great jealousy towards two people arm in arm doindg 'couply' things as I wandered around Galway on the beer with mates. He listens to me and sometimes he looks at me when I am watching TV or just walking beside him,I pretend not to notice because I love the fact that he wants to look at me.Although it is only two months,what difference does time make,it is only buuilding on what was initially formed in the past. And i think i could love him.Because when I have to say g'bye I feel so sad,when he tells me he cant sleep well without me rocking him,i believe him. His hands are so soft and we fit perfect,did you ever just know when you 'fit' together. I hate the fact that I have to hide him from my parents,have to lie to them and say I am somewhere else when I see him. And I dont even know the real reason why,i think his father was a bit of a hard man in his old days and his older brother always fights when he goes out. I am scared of being hurt again but you cant help who you fall in love with. There were afew boys since Davy left but noone made me feel like this,loved and wanted. The words scumbag and tramp are mentioned at home so I dont even talk about him anymore,i have to pretend he doesnt exist once i leave him. and that hurts both me and him.  Newcastle will be fun.

My brothers girlfriend is going to pop in the next few weeks,hopefully before i go to England.He has a part time job in a new bar,but the sickening thing is,he has a degree in I.T., he is a genius with computers,but there is no work. yet. A taxi is picking me up to bring me to my boyfriends house in an hour,i am afraid my mother will see me going off in the taxi,in the opposite direction to where my mates all live.I have to lie again and im sick of it.Ive tried to see it from there point of view,they are worried blah blah.my fucking head is wrecked,he is the best thing that has happened to me lately and i have to hide him from the people i love,for no reason.