I am raging

To my displeasure, I realized that not only did I end up dating a dirtbag, said piece of trash has managed to ruin things for me. Plenty of people who absolutely do not know me currently hate me. Jealousy? Or whatever else? I have no idea.

Word on the street is, I'm a bitch. An ex of his has even gone as far as making freaking death threats. What is wrong with people? Is a failing relationship worth all this drama?

I have a feeling I'm not done with ex issues. I need a normal, regular boyfriend. In the future. Like, a WHILE from now. I'm still creeped out about my "summer fling".

Apparently this town is not big enough.

I'm starting to become extremely jaded. I'm thinking of retiring from dating. It's too complicated. I think North Americans are too hard to understand. From my perspective, Europeans seem more balanced. Obviously there are some exceptions, but culturally, I have a feeling I'd be better off dating on the other side of the pond. *If* I get back into it. Let's just say I'm done for a while.

And to top it all of, my *v* key is broken. How annoying.

Jolly good

I'm so tired I'm drunk. Although I am a little teensy bit tipsy. Probably why I find the following image extremely amusing... I'm a huge huge Fringe fan too, that surely explains it ;)

Today was a VERY boring day at work (involved lots of paperwork...), but I'm definitely going to miss seeing the gang everyday, it's such a funny :) Can't believe I have 1½ days left working there. And then maybe, maybe, I'll be back for a bit during the school year; I can only cross my fingers and hope for the best!

Ok, so, I probably had too much wine. Oops.

Oh well hey, my sister just crashed with a bunch of her friends. Looks like it'll be a loooongggg day tomorrow hehe.

Also, found out that one of my guy friends found a new roommate. From what I can tell, he looks like a major cutie... ! Ok, I sound like a silly, giggly 12-year-old.

Anddddd I dumped/got dumped unceremoniously by boring guy. Eh. I think he's mad at me, but really, if he wanted to talk to me so badly, he could've picked up the phone and called. Besides, he was a bad kisser. We all know bad kissing leads to bad sex, and an even worse relationship. Not that we were officially dating, just... you know. Seeing each other. I'm kind of glad we're through, he was starting to get on my last nerve.