so last week, i went to an event where we both watched the football matches (Portugal winning was a disgrace when you think of how badly they played - England should have won!) and then danced, all in the same spot. it was great fun. something weird happened, though.
during half-time of the France-Brasil game, we went to stretch a bit, having spent 45 mns sat on a pebbled beach. we were looking for other friends who had said they'd come, and while there were hundreds of people by then, we were feeling hopefull (and we did find them, so it can be done!). unfortunately, we bumped into date guy number 4 just as we started looking for them. the one i'd ended up having a bad dream about and thus never saw again cos of the bad feeling the dream created. and not only was he there, but my friend also knew him. how much bad luck can you get? apparently, they got on rather well, too. so i was polite, although bordering on not. i went off in search of the others while these two were talking. when i came back, they were still deep in conversation. i went to find a sitting spot to watch the second half, and of course, he joined us. when i watch a game, i'm usually riveted to the screen, but even more so then. i was wondering how long he was going to stay.
in the end, he left soon after the game, when we'd started dancing. i was so relieved! i know it sounds completely crazy, but just seeing him made me feel sick to the stomach... :( but as he'd left, i was able to enjoy the rest of the evening. and boy was i tired the next day!