Sumit and I broke up yesterday. I thought about not writing this on my website, but you know this is an outlet for me and since we broke up I don't feel the need to comply to Sumit's request to not talk about our relationship on my log.
So here I am. Single all of a sudden. And feeling crappy. The worst part was the actual fight that ended it with him saying ,"Fine" and hanging up. Like I didn't matter. Like the relationship didn't matter. Like he didn't care. And he probably doesn't. I mean I've seen him about once a week since I moved down here and talked to him less than I did when I was living in Benicia. It's just really sad. And the worst part is knowing that because I said don't call, he won't. Even if he wanted to he won't because I said not to, because he doesn't fight for anything. He just lets it happen and keeps whatever pain there is inside.
Last night I watched Sex and the City and Miranda had the epiphany of, "He's just not interested." So that's what I'm going with. He's just not interested and so why the hell should I be.
Krista, my housemate was nice enough to go with me to Bouchon's, which is a resturant in Santa Barbara that was having free drinks and hors d'oeurves for Bastille Day. We got a little tipsy and I saw Amy and Bharti from The Cheshire Cat where I used to work which was great. So I had a nice night. So I'm going to be okay, but I'm sure I'll be writing about being upset again so bear with me, but it's nice to put my thoughts out there. It's like dumping them out of my head so I don't have to think about them anymore. So thanks for taking them in to your head.
I go do laundry now. Oh I live an exciting life.