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Sunday, October 01, 2006
me!

can i please kill dylan? he's such a fucking jerk some times.

sorry i've been outta touch. he complains that i 'change' everytime i talk to my friends, and i spend too much time talking to people back home, too much time out.

FARK. i think this relationship is really wearing very very thin.

i'd planned a nice romantic dinner tonight, we've been sorta together for about a year now.... well, since he declared he liked me anyways. we don't have an anniversary, but since it's the school hols (or end of it) i thought i'd plan and execute a nice dinner.

dinner and dessert, with champagne and all bells and whistles, and over coffee we talk about what we did today. and then he starts hoeing in and insulting this japanese girl that i hung out with today (not anna) and saying that i always judge him after me and she hang out to talk.

heeelllllo? if i was judging you, i wouldn't fucking have cooked you a 5 course dinner, bought champagne and strawwberries and spent my entiree evening making chocolates for dessert.

and then he decides to ignore me and go for a smoke. leaving me with the dishes. and then he doesn't talk to me for the next 5 hours, and then decides to tell me my friends are disgusting. (his word not mine. i know his english is bad, and that's the only word he can think of, but it just makes it worse)

i'm proud of myself that i didn't throw anything at him, or hit him.

and it's 3 am in the fucking morning now, i'll still too anygry to sleep. and i'm finished the other bottle of bubbly on an empty stomach, and i want to make him bleeed.

sorrt for the vulgarities.