you'll have to excuse the ranting i just got home from the pub and i'm very drunk and oh so livid.

mother fucking C. he is a total enigma. i went to a bar that J and i always go to and her fiance told me that he had just seen C there with his slutface. that's what i'm gonna call her from now on. and soon as he saw him C and slutface left. J and I show up and he mentions that C is out and about. i think big deal and down about 5 or so cocktails. we head across the road, nicely toasted and completely oblivious to C and slutface, then i hear lily! lily! lily! C is bloody calling out to me to come and join him for a drink.

that is fucking ridiculous. if i was there with a guy that i was seeing i wouldn't have drawn attention to myself. let alone invite him to have a drink with us.

so as soon as we went in C focused all his attention on me. it was all that shit that i've been saying over the past month and more. he's there with slutface and soon as i show up he wants to focus on me. i don't get it.

i can't imagine how slutface feels. it's not really her fault that C is such a dick. i still have to hate her though.

anyway so we head up the road to another pub and C says that him and slutface will meet us up there. and this is what really got to me... instead of just not showing up which i would have much preferred he came into the pub to let me know that they weren't coming in. WTF? why bother? it's not like we were gonna hang out anyway. ugh! it's just so irritating. i know there is no us, i'm finally realising that i don't want an 'us', so why does he have to keep acting like there is something between us. well actually there is and her name is slutface.

get fucked C.

and on a side note... J and D are officially engaged. and it's not just so he can stay in the country. in fact he's being deported in a couple of weeks. he asked her to marry him, the next day he was informed by immigration that he had to leave the country. that's seriously fucked up.

ok i'm done, lily needs to pass out.

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