Being friends with ex's!

From the title you might guess what this entry is going to be about. Yep, being friends with your ex's. It came up in conversation the other day with an ex who is now a friend. I don't know what it is, but when I was younger, I swear I used to be friends with a lot of my ex's, and never ever felt weird about just being normal around them. It's probably due to the fact that when you're 13 the deepest feelings you have consist of getting a lump in your throat and not being able to speak when someone you fancy is around. Then you go out with each other, maybe sneaking out during the weekend and pretending you're going cinema with friends when your actually going on a "date" and after that, you end up fancying her friend (cos she obviously came along)! You break up, don't talk for 5 days, then end up being best friends and dating each others mates! This cycle continues until you leave school. As we all know, this isn't the same when you hit 20+ (would be awesome if it was though wouldn't it?). Basically, when you go out with someone in your twenties it definately means something, so breaking up and being friends afterwards isn't as simple as it sounds. Maybe it's just me, or maybe it's how you interpret what being "friends" is. For me, being friends, means being able to call or meet up (just the two of you) for a good laugh, being able to share weird ass secrets and having a silent moment is never awkward. With an ex, a silent moment would always be awkward. So, when an ex is in the same group of friends as you? This is when things get weird, which is why I always say be very careful when your partner is in the same circle of friends. It can, and usually does ruin a lot of things. Unless you happen to be one of them weird couples that go out from the age of 14 and end up getting married when you finish Uni (which you went to together). Back on topic anyway, I suppose being able to call any of my ex's friends would be a lie. I'm definately on talking terms with them, but never able to "talk" properly.

If any of my ex's read this (and I know some of them will), then I hope this article does not offend you in any way. I think girls have this thing when they can pretend everything is normal (if they wish it was normal) even when they are feeling weird about it. They don't know why they are feeling weird, so they ignore it. Guys just don't like that weird feeling, not because they might still have feelings, but because it's a feeling... any feeling is not good one unless it's one of hate, in which case you wouldn't be there!

I have to say, I have known of people breaking up and ending up being very good friends from it. But I think them kind of relationships are a) very rare and b) due to the two people involved being friends beforehand and making a very stupid/drunk/high/curiousity based decision and then deciding that it was silly but still funny when they look back on it. I don't think you can ever catergorise relationships and breakups, okay so you can have a good and bad one of each, but thats doesn't tell you anything about how you can still stay friends. I've never had a bad breakup (some would argue this point) but yet being friends with ex's is still an issue. But like I said, this is probably just me!

Relationships are weird.... they would be so much easier if they were anything like they are when you are 13-15. I know people my age will remember, when summer's were proper summers (smell of freshly cut grass etc.) and your girl would be cheering you on on the side-line at schools whilst you're playing football. Then you bugger off round the bike sheds (Grange Hill style). You're mates think you're getting lucky, but all she wants to talk about is "what [friends name] said to another [friends name]" ( Little Britain style, luckily none of them looked like Vicky Pollard!!!) . I should write an article about when I was 13-17. They were some quality years. Maybe I'll write another spasmatic (spasmatic even a word?) article like this one on my younger years over the weekend. I have 3 weeks off Uni now, but.... deadlines, then exams, then... *BIG SMILE*.

'Dam, we're stuck! :)

After wanting to have a quick break for a while now, just to "get away" from it all, it finally landed on my lap when a friend offered me a cheap break away. Destination and travel details will remain anonymous, as will most of the details of the trip, but if you're really perceptive, you may see some hints as to where we went and what we got up to... I haven't uploaded any pictures to my Gallery (but those of you who have been there will know straight the way where it was) yet but they will be there soon hopefully. Just keep checking back. The reason I am writing this is because of the mission journey on the way back!

Okay so the trip was a very short break, one night, two days. Well, it was supposed to be one night and two days. After news of our return journey going tits-up came through we decided not to rush in to spending any money on arranging other travel and thought we'd wait it out till the following day to see if we could get home, albeit one day later. We spent the night sleeping it "rough" as there was no point going back only to sleep for a few hours and having to come back to depart. Waking up on Thursday morning, it was freezing, I needed a shower and although I didn't sleep to bad... it wasn't exactly refreshing. BUT... atleast in an hour or so I'll be home... hehehe, not quite. Travel arrangements didn't pan out once again, and this time, waiting wasn't an option. We had to be home that day... all of us for different reasons. Mine? I had an assignment due in on Friday. Anyway, between the hours of 9am and noon, we spent trying to get hold of every mode of transportation available to us, in the end settling for a train back! Now, I can hear you all saying, "That is not that bad... pussy!"... well, I can't argue with you because unfortunately I cannot write more anymore details on here. Lets just say, if you knew where we were, what had happened (in full over 3 days) and, did I mention if you knew where we were??? then you may change your mind.

Anyway, getting home wasn't that bad once we were on our way. Just exhausted... and I slept like a baby and managed to hand my assignment in on Friday all complete and on time! The grass is greener on the other side... lol, in this case, the grass was much greener where we left it!

Cryptic aren't I?