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I've been happier than ever since Saturday and ah, yesterday was so great it should have been a crime. Granted the end of the night was spoiled by someone who I thought I'd never talk to again, but that's for later. What sucks now is that I'm sick. Boo. And, I had every intention on staying in yesterday drinking orange juice and watching The Stand (I've finished the book, time to watch the movie). But I saw my dear friend Emily didn't want to be bored yesterday, and I didn't want to be either (plus I needed a dress for June) so I gave her a call and at 2 we were hanging about downtown. We finally went to Frank James and Left Right Left over by Bob's. Talk about your boutique shops. Everything in there was way out of my budget range, but they did have a few nice items, that maybe if I save up for, I'll consider purchasing. Same goes for Sojurn, wow, I didn't know we catered to such high incomes. A small jacket was 108 dollars. Pfft.
We then peaked over to see if Casa was open (since we saw an ad say it would be open in April). It was not. Then we went on a great book search for Emily, which took us down to Fairhaven. I need to go there more often, it has been to long since I've walked down there. We then had lunch at Boundary Bay and bounced over to Ross where I did find a dress. I'm still looking for a canary yellow dress, so if anyone knows of one or sees one let me know.
Oh, we also stopped in the best tea store ever. Strangely it's right across the street from me and I had never been inside. To say Emily and I went a bit tea crazy would be an understatement. I'm going to have tea and the rest of my hummus platter before my hair appointment. When we got back to my apartment Emily sampled almost all of her teas as we waited for America's Next Top Model and Lost to come on.
Lost. Was. Amazing. I had to record it because I ended up not paying attention to 15 minutes of it. I need those 15 minutes.
God damn it. The last 7 or 8 days were pretty rough on me and brought up some bad memories of Matthew (strange that I would associate them as bad, because most of them were good. But, I guess when someone screws you over all of the memories are now bad). I want to stop thinking about him and awkwardly enough he was all I thought about before I left the house with Emily yesterday. I just looked in the mirror and some random memory came back. I almost crumpled into a little ball. To think that someone could be so nice to me and then screw me over, just threw my whole world of balance.
So anyways I was working on moving past all of that, and not associating myself with him anymore (basically I had given him up for dead since I hadn't heard from him). He calls me right in the middle of Lost.
Fuck.
The one day I think about him the most, he actually appears. As much as I wanted to fight for this friendship, I don't really care to see him anymore.
Reason: He led me to believe he still liked me. I told him I loved him. He tells me he's seeing a friend of mine and hid it from me. I say fine we'll still be friends. He then tells everyone, but me he's going to marry her. He agrees he's pretty much fucked up our friendship. I say well if you want to keep it you work on it, he says he will. I don't hear from him for months, until the last night.
And that was the nice short version. I don't want to be the bitch that doesn't call back, but on the other hand every time we hang out it's fun, kind of.
So, now my mind is racing about what to do. I am not attracted to him any more, but I liked being friends. But then I think about the past and I feel hurt. God there is so much to this my head hurts just thinking about it. All I know is he set me back in the self-esteem dept. and I don't think I'm really over what he did to me.
Now that it's nicer out I can't wait to just hang out with my friends. I going to start focusing on what I have instead of what I had (pretty Oprah sounding, huh?). It's been a great week and I'd like to keep it that way.
We then peaked over to see if Casa was open (since we saw an ad say it would be open in April). It was not. Then we went on a great book search for Emily, which took us down to Fairhaven. I need to go there more often, it has been to long since I've walked down there. We then had lunch at Boundary Bay and bounced over to Ross where I did find a dress. I'm still looking for a canary yellow dress, so if anyone knows of one or sees one let me know.
Oh, we also stopped in the best tea store ever. Strangely it's right across the street from me and I had never been inside. To say Emily and I went a bit tea crazy would be an understatement. I'm going to have tea and the rest of my hummus platter before my hair appointment. When we got back to my apartment Emily sampled almost all of her teas as we waited for America's Next Top Model and Lost to come on.
Lost. Was. Amazing. I had to record it because I ended up not paying attention to 15 minutes of it. I need those 15 minutes.
God damn it. The last 7 or 8 days were pretty rough on me and brought up some bad memories of Matthew (strange that I would associate them as bad, because most of them were good. But, I guess when someone screws you over all of the memories are now bad). I want to stop thinking about him and awkwardly enough he was all I thought about before I left the house with Emily yesterday. I just looked in the mirror and some random memory came back. I almost crumpled into a little ball. To think that someone could be so nice to me and then screw me over, just threw my whole world of balance.
So anyways I was working on moving past all of that, and not associating myself with him anymore (basically I had given him up for dead since I hadn't heard from him). He calls me right in the middle of Lost.
Fuck.
The one day I think about him the most, he actually appears. As much as I wanted to fight for this friendship, I don't really care to see him anymore.
Reason: He led me to believe he still liked me. I told him I loved him. He tells me he's seeing a friend of mine and hid it from me. I say fine we'll still be friends. He then tells everyone, but me he's going to marry her. He agrees he's pretty much fucked up our friendship. I say well if you want to keep it you work on it, he says he will. I don't hear from him for months, until the last night.
And that was the nice short version. I don't want to be the bitch that doesn't call back, but on the other hand every time we hang out it's fun, kind of.
So, now my mind is racing about what to do. I am not attracted to him any more, but I liked being friends. But then I think about the past and I feel hurt. God there is so much to this my head hurts just thinking about it. All I know is he set me back in the self-esteem dept. and I don't think I'm really over what he did to me.
Now that it's nicer out I can't wait to just hang out with my friends. I going to start focusing on what I have instead of what I had (pretty Oprah sounding, huh?). It's been a great week and I'd like to keep it that way.