Update on my life.

Things have changed since my last post. So much that I'm not even sure where to start. I guess that I should start with the good news. That way if you don't want to hear the bad news, you don't have to wade through it to hear the good news.

First part of the good news. Right after my last post, I got home and discovered that my laptop charger had arrived in the mail and it was for a very paltry sum. Very. The second part of the good news is that I got a job. It's not the bank like I was hoping, but a nearby Starbucks. And not only that, but I will be getting a second interview next week to find out if I will be starting out at an entry level management position.

All right, time for the bad news. A week ago, tomorrow, I was out about about with someone very special to me. She had just gotten back from Mexico on vacation and I was looking forward to spending all day with her. The problem was that I was suffering from some food poisoning. This caused me to, well to be blunt, vomit. First in my own drive way and then in her car. She threw me to the curb and I have yet to hear from her since.

Good riddance, most will and have said. I deserve better than someone who is going to love me and then literally just leave me when I'm down. It just so happens, though, that I am very much in love with her. Still.

We have grown very close over the past few months. We talked repeatedly about how many children would be enough, what kind of wedding that she would like, very serious topics like that. We spent numerous days during the week together and even had a dedicated movie night. I felt closer to her than anyone else. I still do.

Now one would ask why someone would do this to someone else when they had grown so close. This is where I mention the fact that she is not exactly over her ex-boyfriend of five years. He moved on, she did not. Because if she truly had moved on, she would not have done this to me.

Why I am even posting this is that I need to get it all off my chest. I have talked with only relatives about this and I feel that I need to tell a wider audience. If she reads this, which would greatly surprise me because she seems to want nothing to do with me, I hope and literally pray that she will realize what she has done and come back to me.

I know I deserve better. I don't want better. I want her back and I want her back for good.