All my other friends have kids or wouldn't like this type of thing so I'm left wishing I could go.
I know I should be more assertive and go on my own but I really don't feel comfortable taking the bf's car, driving a half hour each direction to a place I've never been to before at rediculous hours of the morning on a Saturday night.... By myself.
So yeah, I asked Rob to come. He's the only one that said yes. And with the impossibility of that ever happening I just dream.
He has asked me when we could meet up again. It's a question I love and fear at the same time. I love it because it means he wants me/misses me but at the same time I never have an answer. Plus, it starts me thinking on when I can get over there again and with this massively expensive trip the bf and I just took I can't afford to do anything except work for the next while. I'm almost completely broke. Boohoo.
Alas I must work harder.