My ex-boyfriend apparently doesn't hate me, he's still hurt, jealous, annoyed and everything else under the sun. I don't blame him in the least for feeling that way, I would too if I were him but I refused to be a bitch and keep leading him on. It's not fair to anyone and I couldn't do it to James when we're so close and so couple-like. My ex just has to live and deal, it's not as if he never had a chance with me.
I hate how James has to work so much, I wish I could see him more but at the same time I don't mind it because when I do see him the wait makes things all worth while.
Michelle, one of my new mates from Tafe also informed me that I got the lead part for our major drama performance. We're doing Mean Girls, yes the Lindsay Lohan movie and I'm playing Cady - w00t for me!
James and I, Saturday night
We were driving back to his home, through Burleigh Heads, through Miami then Broadbeach, his hand on my thigh - as it always is when I'm driving. We pull up at a set of traffic lights, cars all around us. He laughs out loud, in a sarcastic sort of way to the cars around us, "Ha ha" James says sort-of loudly, "Ha ha, look what I have that none of you have!" He keeps glancing at all of the cars. I smile and frown wondering what he is going on about. He looks at me coyly then back out the window.
I chuckle, "What are you talking about? What do you have that they don't?"
He looks back at me sincerely and smiles, "You".