Bitch! bitch! bitch! honestly, what a day i had yesterday and the day before that. I never saw the exhibition, miscommunication and all that. My friend had left her phone so when i called to check if she was at covent garden as opposed to waiting in the stupid rain I repeatedly went into voicemail. Oh well. I gave up.

Yesterday, I we met up again and because of my big mouth about blog etc, i ended up logging on to the main page to show her. I did not point out my blog seeing how i write about her or our relationship sometimes but she was relentless. So i might have to haul my blog off because knowing her she will search for my personal blog and read all the drippingly juicy details. Damn her for being so incessant.

We went to bricklane again. Nice bars, cant say the same about the men. One guy was checking her out, she thought he was gross. I thought he was ok. I couple gave me a look which i returned but that was it. So unfortunately after crawling thru three bars and a pub(where we incidentally sipped cokes) until we got to the pub where we had a pint each). A boisterous young man started chatting us up coz we sat where he was sitting with his two lady companions. One of them was looking daggers at us, we didnt know they were waiting for a guy, we told him so, and i pointed out the fact about his lady friend's looks. he was amused. It could have been a very interesting evening if he had time to sit and chat, but he was dragged off by two boring mousy girls. whatever.

Then I texted my roomamte to find out if she was home. She wasnt of course, being a friday night and all. I didnt even bother about the other one who is hardly ever there(but that's saving me being unexpectedly bitch-slapped i suppose! so that meant i couldnt have a guarantee of getting into the building. I was really hopping mad. I am not an agressive person, but i had to spend the night at my friend's(the rules about keeping shoes off and walking around sans slippers or flip-flops doesnt really work for me, but as it was i had to do that). Her flatmate, the one who got mugged was insistent asking why i was locked out. so my friend must have gone in and said i was locked out, while i was on the phone. Is nothing sacred in this world?! I said it was a long story but she would let it go. I was meeting the girl for the first time, i did not probe her about her mugging so she should not have probed me. what is wrong with people? whatever happend to privacy and giving others breathing space? especially strangers?

I had a shower there, washed my thong but had to wear the same top and white jacket which is looking dirty to work today. Not fair. I sent her a text to please go to the office and sort the key thing out. The security guard is impatient and why should i pay the same amount of rent and not have the freedom to come and go as i please. Im still hopping mad.

Anyway, i'm a little apprehensive(about her finding my blog).
As for the job thing: the girl who told me about the job didnt sound too happy after i texted her pointing out that i cant just quit on the spot yesterday i need time etc. She said all she knows is that her boss wants someone reliable to work at the coffee section, it's up to me to make up my mind and let her know so i can arrange an interview. what the hell is that? it sounded rather curt and exasperated, but then she is dealing with someone who has been moaning about jobs and shit before, so i guess she has the right to be annoyed at me for not jumping at the chance.

I will get out though, it it too much what im doing and not. I found a JOhn Grsham book called "the last juror" im reading it to pass the time. I finished an old sidney sheldon(Sands of time). im sure i was reading it for the fourth time in my life. im not finding anything remotely exciting or inetersting these days so i have to read bubble gum books and spit them out within days. I hope im able to get home today and my issue is sorted. I wont stand for any more rubbish, my heart wont take it.

By the way, the was something postive about the day. I met a woman who truned out to be disabled. Small underdeveloped hands and an awkward gait. I hadnt even noticed until she told me. But we stcuk up a conversation whilst we were waiting to be served out microwaved food(fast food restaurants. she told me about herself, took my number and told me she has a friend who runsa tanning salon and would like an assistant to do all the admin. she said I had a good aura. I asked her if she was into spiritualism and things like that. she said no, but she felt good vibes. she also has a friend who runs a PR agency and she will have a word with ehr. I am not holding my breath but it was nice to meet a stranger, have a lovely chat and get ecouraging words from them. what a day