At the rate I’m going, you’ll be lucky to get a post every two weeks.
Okay, I honest to God was meant to post last Friday but I got a bit busy and then suddenly it’s Tuesday. Where is time going, please?
If you read my password protected post then you’ll be glad to hear that things between Sophie and I are okay. We had a real long chat and I told her how I felt about the whole situation. But wait… yes, more happened after the whole story I just told you. I just don’t know if I can be bothered to write it all out because that post I did was one long beast of a post.
But, yeah. Things are okay. Well as okay as they can get because I am fucking hurt still, it’s like a raw wound and if I see her she’s like salt. Plus she’s ‘seeing’ Alfie – whatever the fuck that means. So, yay. Sucks to be me.
It does make me sad every time I think of the situation because, eurgh. Who wants to be put through that? Especially when a friend is involved. Even now, writing this, I have to pause a bit because it’s just makes me go asdhjkhkfjsld;kf;lsdf inside. Alas, what can ye do?
I did go to hers last Friday because it was her birthday and I had a card for her before all of this shit happened. Anyway, I went with Mutay and it was awkward, because it was a few days after we had our little talk, but not as awkward as I thought it would be. Yeah, but then Alfie came into the room and I was like, ‘Oh my freaking God’ inside but like ‘…’ on the outside. But it was chill and her housemates came out with a cake and she blew out her candles and it was nice.
But as much as I’d love for it to go back to how it was, I don’t think it ever will. Especially now she’s ‘with’ him. Eurgh. Thanks feelings. Look what you’ve gone and that.
Speaking of guys, why are all the nice ones NOT from the UK?