Bad Day

My dad brought me back up to Edinburgh, until about 6:30pm my day was going great. 6:30pm I met up with my friend S. Only last weekend we'd met up to chat through our ideas for proposing to organise the group we organised at Beltane last year. Everything was happy (or so I thought) and I was really looking forward to the possible opportunity of organising again.

Well I don't know what I said at that meeting or did in the last few days that was so terribly wrong but he turned round and said he'd decided to propose on his own. Absolutely devastated, you think you know someone and then it turns out you really, really don't.

On the plus side, I have an amazing holiday coming up in less than 3 weeks.

Didn't feel like going straight home after so I went to visit The Boy at work, at least it gave me an opportunity for an interesting blip.