-- Posted by Ad libitum at 12:05 pm on Dec. 2, 2008 Yet another event, in which people feel the need to rub my face in things. I had a really rubbish today, and then came back to the flat where these girls rachel and vicky were talking about renting a flat with another girl called rachael. Basically, I liked rachel, and she didn't feel the same way. Fair enough. Then she started flirting in front of this straight girl rachael, and even bedded vicky at one point. Now those two have to rub my face in it. This probably wouldn't affect me if my day hadn't been so crappy. And I'm scared about talking to the new friends I've made, because of the fact that they're so outgoing, and experience has taught me that the outgoing types just don't seem to understand feeling of unhappiness as they're so used to laughing and joking all the time. So, it's a bit like: ''Will they take me seriously?'' kind of thing if I do tell them things. I just want to go home, and see friends, but home is 5 hours from here. I'll have to wait till the 20th, when I go back for Christmas.