betrayal

So, today was uber shite.

Not only do I hate work but my ex-best friend came in. We fell out nearly two years ago and it's just weird to see him. It's weird how after everything we done together, how much fun we had and how much shit we helped each other through, at the end of the day he still tried to have sex with me whilst I was unconscious. With the benefit of hindsight, I know that he was in love with me but at the time I didn't notice. He used to tell me how much his girlfriend bored him, and bitched about her even when she was in ear shot. With all the time we spent togther it was like I was the girlfriend and his girlfriend was just the sex bit. Strange how love turns to hate. When I saw him today I felt like I didn't even know him. He was just a stranger I didn't want to meet.

On a brighter note, tomorrow is fucking payday!! And it's my last day at work for two freakin weeks!! I will be leaving work and drinking myself stupid, with friends or by myself (it's ok, I've been out with two alcoholics, I know how to pull that shit off). Hell yeah!!