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Bliss... Heartbreak... Anger... and Contentedness?

I know that's quite a bit to take in, but it's true! I haven't written in forever because I've been far too occupied in nursing my broken heart.
I know that last post sounded oh so promising, and it was! It got even better than that if you can believe it! There was this one saturday night where *Orlando* was the only chaperone on duty and it was GLORIOUS. We tickled, joked, talked, made up excuses to touch eachother in some way or another... and it went on and on until one day, whatever had all happened was totally gone. I think that he got a harsh word from his employer, or his on-again-off-again never-present "it's complicated" critical girlfriend. Had I forgotten to mention her? Ah well. Anyway, he totally ignored/avoided me, and then it got worse: he didn't avoid me, he just didn't show me ANY emotion, good or bad. It was like I was just another face in the crowd.
Owch.
So I embarked on a particularly exhausting journey of misery, weeping every moment... I felt physically ill, like I'd been poisoned somehow. Strange, isn't it... I'd always ridiculed people who took things that seriously and got that upset over a silly little fling... but you never know what you're talking about until you do it yourself I guess, because it HURT!
I'm happy to say that the two most jaded and cynical of my friends, *Mary Crawford* and another friend who has yet to be introduced, *Charlotte Lucas* (actually come to think of it, I may have mentioned her) were the first to rise to the occasion. They let me whine to them endlessly, and even treated me to a doting movie night, which included chocolate and a Johnny Depp extravaganza. Love them ^.^
However, I wish I could say the same for some OTHER friends. Remember dear *Jane*?
Yeah. Didn't lift a finger. Which really annoys me, because I've ALWAYS been there for her! Even when she caused her problems herself, even when she whined on and on for months about not that big a deal, I always drop everything and run for her. And the one time I'm in a really bad place (for a few days I didn't eat. Not for control or anything, lol it wasn't anorexia, I just felt so emotionally sick, I needed a break from food) she barely even notices! She's so wrapped up in her boyfriend and the Cee Tee, that she just doesnt pay attention to anyone else's feelings.
Annoying.
Anyway, So now here I am. Summer holidays have started, and I'm working outside mainly. On this particular day, it's sunny and warm and breezy, and I'm listening to sweet Jack Johnson, and I'm content. To be honest, I have a very low tolerance for Misery, so I just made a decision to thro myelf into other things, and guess what: It worked! Sure I get a little sad when someone talks about him (which is close to never), but mostly I'm way too busy with theater and my job and my friends to care! It sort of makes me feel empowered and valuable, to think that I couldn't have a boyfriend anyway, I have to focus on my career on the stage! lol.
Well that was the update, man-wise. I've certainly got more to tell about everything else (*Lydia* is coming to visit in three days! That'll be interesting ha ha) but as of now I'm tired. So TTFN!!