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Dating Disasters...why me?!

Hello Readers and welcome to my blog!

I decided to start writing this after a lovely, if slightly depressing, weekend with my uni mates who all have boyfriends/husbands/babies/houses. I am the only single one left, and according to them I am ‘living the life’!

I do love being super independent, and have had a lot of fun, but at the same time I would really like a special someone as well (not so fussed about the baby bit!) This blog captures some of the dates I have experienced since becoming single. They’re pretty funny now I look back (well I can either laugh or cry!) and writing it has given me a completely different mindset, where I am now actually looking forward to my next disastrous date! 

 I hope you enjoy reading… 

P.S Dad, please don’t read this, it contains things you might not want to know about your youngest daughter!
P.P.S I am not a total bitch! Many of these guys are lovely, we just didn’t connect. That's the dating world for you!

Disclaimer:
*Names have been changed in case I cause any offence or someone tries to sue me for defamation!



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