It's 9.o1am, Wednesday morning. On the Campbelltown to Museum via Granville train. Going to work. The rain is a horrible situation. It is so gloomy and dark here in the city. I cannot stand the rain; I get all drowned rattish and cold, and my hair frizzes. I want the sun shining all the time.
Anyways, just some short rants. Big story time when I get home this afternoon.
So I keep getting asked if I've heard from Footy Boy (this one's a story and a half.) Why would I? Why is this a daily question? So to answer it.. No. I have not heard from Footy Boy. After telling him that I was sick of talking to him about his laziness, does anyone think I'd hear from this guy again? Really..? I do miss him..but I missed the guy who I started off with in the beginning, not the jackass he turned out to be. And I think it's a good thing that I haven't heard from him..I'd probably revert to my silly girl ways, let him come back, and then go through the stages with him all over again.
This time I think it's pretty safe to say it's over.
He wasn't that much fun anyways. And I think a bordering alcholic.
Hrmm...
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