Time-3:47pm.

"Argh" is my general reaction to this morning. I was supposed to be meeting these three girls after our lecture so we could go over a presentation we are supposed to be doing but I couldnt find them-it didnt help that I could'nt even rememeber what they looked like-and now I am not sure what to do, will have to hope one of them reply to the emails I sent. 

But by not finding them I bumped into a friend of mine who I havent seen in a while, we caught up over some coffee which was nice until a guy walked in who I have not exactly been avoiding recently, its more like I have been actively not been in places where he meet me. 

*This will be a bit rant-like no doubt.*

The whole problem with this guy (who i shall call Ian) is not him but his girlfriend. 
She doesnt like me, she has never liked me. Its nothing personal (or at least it wasnt until recently) she doesnt like any girls who are friends with her man. Frankly I have never liked her as anytime I have ever met her she has always caused a drama of some sorts but she isnt exactly an important part of my life so I usually would just ignore her. She is one of those people who talk about how hard their life has been, the truth of her 'hardships' often cause doubt, and tells you how she doesnt like to talk about it but procedes to talk about it incessantly to everyone.-You get the point. 

Anyway on Valentines Day my friend (who I shall call Karen) and I had been out on the town, and we were a little worse for wear when we finally made it back to the halls of residence. 

Normally as Ian and I live in the same 'court' we would often knock on each others windows at any time for a chat, Karen and I decided to do this. 
It was odd as he didnt answer, and he always does so at first we assumed that he was out. So Karen and I decide to head up to my flat but before we can reach the entrance to my building we see Ian's girlfriend marching out of his building.
She started yelling at us, we couldnt actually tell what she was saying at first so we assumed she was angry that we had woken her up-this would be totally understandable, though maybe not necessarily rational considering the level of her yelling but at least understandable-So we apologise for waking her up but then she get even more puffed up. 
It turns out that she was convinced that we were saying that we fancied Ian while we were standing outside his window, this did not happen, which we tried to explain but that didnt work. 
At this point I had to hold Karen back(she can be a violent drunk) as she was having none of this. After a lot more of her yelling, a hell of a lot more confusion and me still reining Karen back, we see her march back into Ian's only a few minuites later to hear her now yelling at Ian. Why she was yelling at him, I dont know.   

Eitherway I dont know how Ian feels about this night, he hasnt come round at all, hasnt texted me but he does still wave and smile at me whenever he has seen me. I just dont know where I stand with him at the moment, all I know is that he isnt angry with me and that his girlfriend has been pressuring him to stop talking to myself and Karen.

Its all so stupid. Must see if I can get Ian on his own for a proper talk.

The days not over yet! Shall persevere to finally have this problem solved by the end of the day.

Ok problem venting is now over. Thanks if you actually read all of that.

mood: frustrated