Monday, August 08, 2005
And as a result, I felt wonderful. I went out after the party dressed up like this. THat's right, I went to a pub. A public place. I wasn't flirted with once, people came to congratulate me for having such balls to go out in my 80s outfit, so generally a lovely night.
Not so lovely was Friday evening.
1) WAs forced to kiss the ex hello. ("Ah, how about a kiss at least?")
2) Generally not comfortable after that, he makes me so sad and my blood boil.
3) Worse still, is that lately I'm having terrible dreams about the guy. I don't know why now, we are totally over and everything. But for two weeks now, I wake up in a cold sweat, completely anxious, as he is always in my dreams and somehow it's always a horrible dream.
4) It's a public holiday tomorrow. Yay!