Feels like a night of O.C re-runs and attempts at writing.
Today I had to put my foot down and confront someone about their behaviour. He tried to brush it off as just a joke but there was nothing humourous about what he said and did.
It was really just a cheap shot and quite pointless.
I don't know what I did to him, or why he seems so completely miserable over something so trivial, but I am sort of glad he is out of my life.
He wasn't really helping any situation anyway - empty promises.
Too busy a schedule to put any real work in - yet he seemed to be taking credit for other people's hard work.
I think it's time for him to just move on and try something different, otherwise he is only going to keep living in the past.
The past has passed.
Toodles.
