So my dad left at sparrow's fart this morning, however, I wrote him a looong letter, which he read and cried. That wasn't so good, but it was a kind letter, so hopefully it just meant a lot to him. He may come up to Jozi again next week.
I went out to a pub with some guy mates of mine and walked slap bang into the dreaded ex. I was actually quite composed for once. He knew some of the guys so hung around, and I pretended he didn't really exist. At one point he was telling this "really interesting" story and I was not listening. So he said, "Excuse me, sorry, Laurian?? Why aren't you listening to my story?!" [disbelief!] I said: Because it's boring Richard. And walked away. He was super pissed off. He complained loudly to everyone thereafter, that "I love her and she hates me." Again, no comment. I am SO happy that I refuse to let him get to me again. Oh and suddenly he didn't actually "date" that girl for 6 weeks, he didn't even have sex with her. ???? It's beyond me, but I'm so over this right now. Yaaaaaaay!
I saw Emily for a drink before this - I really felt like quite the social butterfly - and we were debating. What's worse?
Someone pretending that you're the most unique and amazing person they've ever met and then acting the same way with someone else (so you're really not special at all) or someone just being totally honest and saying, "I think you're really irritating."
Emily has that problem with one of her mates. Who thinks everyone is just WONDERFUL.
That would drive me crazy.