One More Year

The random ramblings of a woman in her last year before real life...

Sunday, November 28, 2004

Rules

Break-Up Rules

1. Girlfriends Girlfriends Girlfriends. They will always be there. Numoy shot her day to shit to be with me, and she is lovely and amazing. The perfect combination of sympathetic and patient ear (for all the whining and repeating of things) and funny comments and anecdotes to distract me.
2. Stake out territory. Shared places don't have to be the location of a custody battle, but if you give in then he gets them. Don't give in. The satisfaction I felt when he waltzed down the stairs at my favourite (and his favourite) bar, and saw me swigging a beer and smiling widely at him and his friends... just priceless.
3. Get rid of it. The bad karma, his toothbrush, his towel, the soap he used, the t-shirt he always borrowed. On top of all these things, shower and use a heavy scrub on your skin, wash away all the bad karma, do laundry, clean your sheets, clean your apartment.
4. Get it back. Arrange as soon as possible to get your shit back that he still has. In my case, books and my ID. The longer you put it off the worse it will get.
5. Look hot. Nothing makes you feel even shittier about yourself than looking like a total bum. The temptation is to not put the effort in, but really, if you look hot you will feel better.

That's all for now, I have to go apply number 6 for me, which is change something. Will post a pic.

2 Comments:

  • At 1:59 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Chin up, babe. Don't let those stupid freeloading seagulls get you down.

     
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