Anyway 1 and a half month later my life is great. Absolutly great.
I have people calling me about parties.
I have people calling me in the middle of the night to talk for two hours just because she enjoys my company.
An old friend whom I had not spoken to in months and months immediately told me that she (GF) was always bad for me anyway and just welcomed me back.
Another one tried to set me up with her sister 'cause she found me "super fucking cool". (I screwed that one up but still)
I randomly went home to a girl (my ex's friend) just to hang out, the next day she wants me to come hang with a couple of people. I am like "nah.. not if she's there" to which she responds "she won't know about it".
etc etc
Oh and the more I hear and read about oxford the more I love the school, I am really really looking forward to going there now that I don't even have to feel bad about it :D :D
Forgot, my summer project went well, so well in fact that the professor wants to polish it a bit and publish the results.
But still... I think about her everyday.
I dream about her every night.
I hate her more than I have ever hated anyone but if she were to call me tomorrow and say "sorry, I want to get back together." I would hate myself even more...
Because I would say yes.






