Sunday, 11 April 2010

Our Ramblings of a Jane Austen Addict columnist has just started writing her own blog. Expect to read about her take on love, life and culture whilst wishing she were about 200 years in the past and heading to a ball with Darcy. Here's a little preview:


What I had forgotten is just how crazy liking someone makes you. Or maybe it's just me? I find myself going out more in the hopes of seeing him, constantly looking around for him when I'm out and getting paranoid that he's in love with another girl if he so much as looks at her for a second too long. It's exhausting.

And then there's the constant "does he like me?" analysis, letting him know that you like him and figuring out what your next move is going to be, all the while spending near enough all day unwillingly thinking about them. Wow, I sound even crazier when I write it down.


If you want to read more, check it out here.

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