To avoid rantage, please move along...

I try not to be a ranter on my blog -
I mean, I read other people's rants and either find them entertaining or annoying or both.
Today I'm going to rant though. I figure most people will find it on the annoying/humourous side. It's all a bit silly really.

My visit to Castlegar has been laid back. I've been living as a hermit. My big outtings have been to the Drug Store and to lunch today with my Nana and mom. Oh yes, I also went to the video store. I'm just not big on the awkwardness I always feel when you run into the people you used to be really good friends with, but now you can't remember why - and the obligatory friendliness you both act towards one another just to pretend things haven't changed. Now, I'm not saying that's everyone in Castlegar - because there are numerous people here I likely should have phoned and made contact with.... but.. I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a shy hermit streak, and so I've made no effort at contact. Please don't take it personally.

So - here I am, lying low at my parents house. As I have done for the past several visits home. At Christmas I went out with Alie and Chris, and it was fun. But when other people don't come home - I don't really feel the need to go out on my own. I've been living in Victoria for almost five years now, and have lost touch with many who remain here. I don't even pretend to know what's going on in social circles and I mostly try to remain out of them. Occassionally I see things that I think are funny. A few years when I, pursuaded by Kelsey and Riston, attended the broom ball dance - I found it rather humourous. It was funny how some people never change. It was fun to see some old aquaintances I hadn't seen in a long time. It was nice how with some people, no matter how long it's been since you've seen them, things never really change. You still feel like you know them, still feel like you want to talk to them. The biggest "scandal" of the evening (and I use this term rather loosely) waws finding out that a friend was sleeping with my ex. I mostly felt sorry for her, and thought in a way, it was humorous how the two had ended up together. At the same time, I was not at all surprised. The most reaction I felt to this was laughing. It was funny.

I come home this time, and find another friend is dating my ex. This time, I am very surprised. Mostly because I never would have pegged these two ending up together. But - again, who cares. It's their buisness. But the part that pisses me off the most is the fact that I was told, by said friend "I wanted you to hear it first from me, because I was told that last time a friend of yours dated (my ex) you got really angry at her."

Now, c'mon people. I've been dating Sean for nearly 5 years. Do I really still need to be hung up on old 'flames' (again, the term used very loosely). Was I ever mad at my friend for dating him? NO! Why the hell would I care? I'm happy in my relationship with Sean, and hell, if that scum bag that I dated makes somebody else happy, be it friend of mine or not, then they deserve to be happy.

And the kicker, my ex is telling his new gf, my friend, all the sordid details of our breakup. What fucking details? He dumped me for somebody else. (although, that, apparently, is not what he told her). It's been six freaking years since I dated him, will somebody please explain to me why he's still talking crap about me? I haven't even spoken to him in 5.

You move away, visit as a hermit, and you still can't avoid the drama.

Oh, and as a News Flash,
I'm clingy and obsessed with commitment.
I must be one really annoying girlfriend... isn't that right Sean?

Grr.

C-gar-erific

Currently visitting the fam in the ever so fabulous C-gar. I'm taking the vacation as a hermit.... spending my time lying around in the sun and re-reading Harry Potter books (for those not counting, it's less than 2 weeks until the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince). Such exciting times.

On the job front, I have probably missed my opportunity to be hired as a make-up girl by the Clinique desk at Sears. I was phoned for an interview this past Monday, my first full day at home. Since I won't be returning until this Friday there is a chance I will be SOL...... Too bad really. However, this is a job at Camosun College I'm applying for. I want it really badly and am just waiting for Sean to email my resume to me here so that I can apply for it. It closes on the 7th, but it wouldn't start until September. Cross your fingers for me!!

Anyways... if anybody is in the C-gar that reads this and wants to make an attempt at contacting the hermit version of myself... I'll be at my parents house.