Weekend, Breakups and Technology.

It's the weekend, and it's actually quiet for once. The kids are playing outside, my uncle is talking to somebody and my auntie and great-grandmother have gone to an open garden thing that was happening today. Myself, I'm sitting on the computer, thinking that I should be doing my essay instead of browsing and thinking of scrapbooking supplies to buy.

I'm also waiting for my friend to come pick me up. He is celebrating my birthday with me tonight. Hence, him and his family are driving from Coffs to do so, and my birthday isn't until Monday, but it's the thought that counts, right!

Thinking of the plans that will be going ahead next week:

Monday, being my birthday means Ton and I will be going to Tamworth to have a day of it (and allows me to get tipsy-eyed).
Tuesday is seeing our degree coordinator at uni, due to the fact that I am unhappy with my current course and am thinking of changing.

Also, the gym will be happening on these days except for Monday. I think I can take a day off on Monday for my birthday and all that jazz.

One thing that bothers me today, (and last night) was that I was talking to a very good friend of mine who has recently been dumped. It's bad enough that they were dumped, but the fashion in which it happened it appalling. Imagine, not being spoken to for a few days and basically being ignored, and then you do get a phone call, only for the other half to be breaking up with you. That's hardly fair, is it? You don't even get a chance to explain yourself to the other person, or at least try to see if the relationship will still work. It's just "ah, it's over, I hate you, never want to speak to you again, rah rah rah rah". Heartless. I'm not talking about a 1 month relationship either that won't overly matter in the long term. I'm talking about a serious dedicated relationship that has been in progression for almost a year (or over, I forget) now.

The way I was raised, if something that was difficult had to be done, you did it face-to-face. None of this sms or email or over the phone business. It was rock up to the thing you need to do, swallow your damn pride and hurt and just do it.

But lately, I've been hearing more and more that people just break up with a text message. A text message, for gosh sake. How on earth, is that mature, or decent. You're basically saying 'I don't think you are important enough to actually grab some balls and do this the honest way, that's why I'm going to hide behind a mini computer and tell you this instead'.

Don't get me wrong, I think technology is brilliant. I'm a bit of a techno geek. But using it to get out of hard situations, that I think is bad manners and just plain wrong.

So that's my rant for this week.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend,

Butterflies and love,

Rosalinda xoxo.