So Lauren and Tom walked off into the distance, not even looking back for a moment, and I was left with Anne, which is not a bad thing by any measure as Anne is my friend. But... ..the thought lingers... I don't know, it was just the last opportunity, and then it was missed. I mean, it's not like we didn't talk all day, because we did! I told him I was excited and he told me he hated life, which I think was bullshit, and he tried to melt his thong on to the fan. I told him the story about my doona and he laughed, and then it was time to get back to it. But still... the thought lingers. I mean, it shouldn't! It all ended the way it was supposed to. Anne, the other Lauren and I walked one way, until Lauren left. They went the other. Oh well, whatever. I had just hoped for a more dramatic end I suppose... But at least there was an end! Twenty weeks ago, I can remember being scared that I would never see him again. But I did. And I caught him looking at me too. WELL WHATEVERRRR I'm going to eat my pizza now, cheerio.