TTBM: So as you all know, I was stuck in New Zealand for an extra week because of the ash cloud. And I took the time to see the people that I thought I wouldn't get time to see. I stopped in and saw my best mate at his work, and got to see the shop floor on which he works and designs stuff. And then, at his request and because I promised that I would last time I was in the country (and then ran out of time), I went and saw his girlfriend, who is also my ex.
Just as a refresher, I went out with this girl at the end of 2009/start of 2010, and then went overseas to study my Masters. The break-up was bad, but then it got a little hinky when she started going out with the best mate, whom she'd met at a concert of whose I'd taken her to. But they're both happy, so I'm happy.
So we went for coffee, and had a great chat. She essentially gave her apologies for the way it ended, and I said that I was glad that she and him were happy. So that was that. Or so I thought.
Now I'm being bombarded from all sides. She wants to know when I'm coming back to New Zealand so that she, the best mate and I can all go out somewhere. When I said that I didn't know when I would be back, she said I was avoiding her. Then when I said I'd be happy to hang out, she constantly asked if I was only saying I was happy to shut her up. At the same time, friends who work with her are constantly passing information to me about what they're doing and all.
What they all fail to realise is the following:
1. Yes, I am quite aware that my best mate (who is an awesome chap) and my ex are going out, and have recently celebrated their 12-month anniversary.
2. Yes, I am aware that the break-up was a bit rough.
3. Yes, I am aware that they are both very happy (which makes me very happy)
What some people (not including the best mate. All is good between us, which is fantastic) fail to realise is that I have moved on. There have been girls since her, and while I am single now, I'm not pining like some infernal puppy-dog.
What's hillarious is that I've moved on with my life, but some of my friends (and others) don't seem to have.