I'm really sad now. I came home this afternoon and I really don't know what to do with myself. I'm going to miss everyone so much.
Friday was our "Final Fling" and we started early, 9.30am, with a bbq. We got some cheap bucks fizz as well. We all had t-shirts as well, that we all customised and started writing on. They're nice reminders of the day. But I was still pretty down after the whole John incident, and was finding it hard to get into the mood.
Later on, in the afternoon, we were over in a pub and I saw him and his mates. I thought about going over but decided to leave it. Next thing I know, there's a tap on my shoulder and he's standing behind me:
Him; "You alright?"
Me: "Yeah, so so."
Him: "What happened on Tuesday?"
Me: "Well, can I have a word then?"
I told him everything that happened to which he replied:
Him: "I'm so sorry! I never said that you were 'a bit on the side'. I would never say that! If I said anything then it was that we were friends having a bit of fun. I'm so sorry that I made you feel that way. I feel terrible for making you feel that. And I know it's no excuse, but when I'm completely drunk I have no idea. If this had been our second year I would think that we could be serious but this is our last week....."
Me: "I know, i totally understand. I never thought we could be serious. If anything, come out of this as good mates. I just don't appreciate hearing that I'm apparently 'a bit on the side''"
Him: "Again, I'm really, really sorry. You are no way a 'bit on the side'"
Later on, in the evening, I talked to him in the club. Both really drunk, got some pictures as well (god knows how they'll turn out lol) but I was, at last, starting to enjoy my night. I was just so happy that we got things sorted and I could actually tell him how he made me feel.
Then the staff party was the last night. It was my last night so I wanted to make it a good one!!! And it was. Got some great pictures as well. All draft was free so I didn't spend a penny and got quite merry! Again, John was there....and he treated me to a kfc afterwards (at 2.30am it seemed like a good idea!) and walked me home. I know, considering how he made me, I should have completely ignored him. But the fact he apologised goes a long way with me. It let me have a great weekend and at least us being mates.
I'm knackered though. I only got about 3 hours sleep. Not great, considering I had to do a lot of packing today as well.
I'll close by wishing
mojomonkey a very happy birthday. Hope your day is going great hun!!!! :D