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Walk Away (when faced with snakes of the jungle)

So now I'm here, I mean I'm here, in England. I'm in a city that is somewhere between Shakespeare and Tesco (and I assume that's British :D) still trying to find my way around, the city is a maze, the campus is bigger than I've ever been used to and and the University corridors and all the not making any sense lecture room numbers are making my head spin and have me running up and down each morning and afternoon. I hired a bike for the following 6 months to get around and I'm really looking forward to taking all kinds of trips, big and small as fast as spring comes, if not sooner. I've learnt to use a gas stove and oven without constantly worrying to burn the house down and I`v meet so many funny and amazing people, including my other international housemates. Well there will bee many societies ( including Trekking the countryside and Hogwarts which we all are eager to get to take part in... Yes We Are !)

But even tough I'm here, I'm not going to write to much of what Ive done here, because this is not a travelling blog, well not about physical travelling at least, more mental, emotional, the travel of learning and growing.

So, have I meet some men so far ? Nope, like 0, or well I have but most of them are 5 years younger and have a completely different take on life, and when it comes to the exchange students, where were like 90 % girls and I study psychology so I guess you can do the math for those classes too...

Two nights ago a decided to join a society, I went to their first social and lets just say that I wouldn't go out to open waters with those guys, not a chance. Later we went to the campus nightclub, I didn't know If I`d find any of my friends there.
 The guy who I was with (and I could tell from the instant I meet him that he was the type who was simply going to try to get it with the new girl..) kept, as he helped me with my bike and we walked towards the club, trying to push me into drinking his Vodka, I said No, several times, he kept pushing me, I continued to say no, well eventually he listened.  At the club it took about 5 minutes for him to try to get control of me, push me. Telling me things, that he finds me attractive, different, making suggestions, claiming they where all innocent.. yeah I'm not that stupid.. I felt uncomfortable and told him that I don't trust anyone before I've known them for a long time. He got upset tried to forcefully kiss me, showed a frowned face like an upset child (and in that instant I realised that I've seen that before..) and asked me what he could do or say to make me trust him right then and there. I told him there was simply nothing that he could do and that him pushing me just pushes me further away. He continued.. he asked me So.. what would you do or what would happen if I forced you to something you didn't want to for 5 minutes.. ? ( I mean what kind of sick question is that ??!!?) He kept calling me boring, not spontaneous, Before I left I kissed him for 5 seconds (and maybe that was really dumb but I wanted to show that I am spontaneous, but that I, as we all, also have my own free will, so I walked away and took myself and my blue bike home.

So Girls, I guess many of you have been in that situation, some of us longer than others and some of us not knowing what we should do when that happens. When that guy comes towards you, lays his eyes and attention on you and you know (or get a sense of)  that he isn't good for you.
Listen to that inner voice, because more often than rarely it speaks the truth. You're always allowed to Walk Away, and don't fall for it, be strong in your own skin and be there for you. And remember that he`s not worth a piece of your heart, sanity or time.

Stay True to Yourself

You go Girl <3 !



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