Not the happiest of Cinco de Mayos

So the Child Dev. “final” was a breeze – some vocab, some multiple choice, and an essay.  Needless to say, I was done before 10 (it started at 9:30).  I had to stop back at home to change my shoes (no flip-flops at the UC…especially not on the day I’m having my eval!!), and as I walked past Anderson, who did I see?

Mark.

I haven’t seen him in probably two months…I’ve talked to him on the phone a few times during those two months, but communication has been basically zero.  Not that I didn’t expect it, that’s how exes work, but I thought maybe he’d have something to say to me today.

Nope.  I asked all the questions, made the effort, etc.  He didn’t smile, didn’t seem even slightly happy to see me.  I figured he was over it by now.  We’d said we’d always be friends, but that’s just not going to happen, I don’t think.  It makes me sad – it shouldn’t, but it does.  It hurts to have people who were so flippin’ significant in your life, part of these enormous, life-altering decisions, just walk away.  Even if that’s just how breakups work.  I’m not being illogical, I’m just letting my heart bleed a little.  I hate losing people, no matter what the reason.

So I had this amazing high from kicking ass on the final, and then this minute-long conversation totally destroyed it.  I’m not blaming him, but I’m just bummed out. 

I think it’s just about time to go meet my girls for lunch – I could use some cheering up.