Grrrrrrrrrr

So it turns out that the Saffa has a girlfriend. Like a long term one and everything. Of all the nerve! I'm just glad I am NOT his girlfriend based on his bad behavior. I hope she likes sloppy kissing.

Mustered up the energy for breakfast with the Pilot. It wasn't there. Knew straight away. Then sitting at breakfast, pretending to look interested I noticed a hot looking guy pulling up on a motor bike. Stomach went, knew it, knew it, knew it. Took helmet off and revealed Mackas face. Not good, heart racing wanted to be anywhere else but there. Why is it always the bastards that we love?! (ok lust)

And you know what, that's not it. Fozzy has done the pull away on me! Spoke to him yesterday morning, said he'd call later in the day is now 1.5 days later and no phone call.

Oh well, this all leads me to exactly where I wanted to be the day I fly out for Thailand. That is, extremely unattached. Which is a good result really.

Can not wait to get on that plane and go meet some yummy foreign men, the ones here are clearly rubbish!

xxxoooxxx