Cheater Number 2, 3, 4, and Possibly 5

Randoms...

I had a weird dream like 2 nights ago. My boyfriend had walked me home and we were outside my door. I asked him wether he wanted to come in or not to talk, we do that sometimes, and we/he decided he should just go. As I anticipated my goodnight kiss with my eyes like half shut (or whatever) he pulls out this really long curved knife and stabs me in the chest. I was so scared I woke up, it was so real. I told him today, he didn't seem to happy about that. We had such a short conversation I couldn't really tell his reaction, but the little reaction I picked up on wasn't positive, which surprised me 'cuz it was just a dream... We'll talk tomorrow.

Unfortunately my ex and his wife have decided to call it quits. I did my best. I just wonder if she's going to tell Immigration or not... well that's up to them, at least they're friends...

One week today I will be on a plane back to UK! Can't wait! As much as I want to stay with my mom, I'm bored here and all my friends are over there... One week yesterday and I'll be 20! I love countdowns...

Ok the rest of my exes (possibly a long post).

The Rest of My Exes - In Brief

My third ex is really good, if not best, friends with my second ex. I met him that same vacation in Ghana and though he was hitting on me I left him alone and told him I was seeing my second ex. So me being me I though that was that and carried on with my merry summer, though I was always really excited when he came around... Wow what a weird child I was... Anyway... Close to the end of my summer he gave me his email address. We had no paper on us so I memorised it and somehow still remembered it by the time I reached school, even though I emailed him like 1 month or so later. No biggie but was surprised...

We sent emails back and forth and somehow we just slipped into a relationship. (Yes I know this doesn't make any sense now that I'm wiser and older but hey, that's what happened) and I was so faithful and happy, for about a year or so. He had assured me that it was ok even though he was friends with my second ex, and I believed that they'r relationship was not that deep (I'm not into dating friends, I don't know why I just think it's not my thing...) I broke up with him because I thought the distance was ridiculous and I don't go to Ghana often, and he wasn't going to the UK...

When we broke up I started seeing ex number four, a rich guy from Congo who had a lot of money and didn't mind telling you about it. He went to the brother school of my boarding school. We were friends first and I humoured his talks of his numerous cars and jets (he wasn't lying) but I wasn't comfortable with all the sexual activity he'd had before me, I didn't even want to reach the stage where I'd have to be telling him no, so I ended us. He called me some time after to tell me he had cheated on me anyway, I'm not sure if he was just saying that to get back at me, but to be honest I didn't really care, I wasn't an angel and we hadn't even kissed... no big loss I had bigger issues...

They were caused by Mr. Ghana. Mr. Ghana is my life's biggest regret. I was working with him when I was 15, he was about 12 years older than me. By the time I was 16 this guy just straight up took me to the stock area and started kissing me. I didn't even see it coming. This carried on for a while (months) and it took me so long to realize that this wasn't normal... I'm kind of slow on things... Anyway this carried on past boyfriend number four and back to my ex number three who I started seeing again after me and my Congo ex had split up. Mr. Ghana asked me out and I said no. There was alot of sneaking around and he always asked me to do extra hours in the shop, which I did. One day he told me I was too nice... Yeah...

He came back when I got to Uni and invited me out. I thought we were past all that rubbish from Secondary school so I said ok. He picked me up and we went to a pub, he was all over me. I'm not into public affection even with my boyfriend. He led me around to the back of some houses to carry on where he left off. In and out of the pub we went. Then the group we were with was going to someone's house for drinks. He was supposed to make sure I got home so I went to this friend's house first thinking I would be going home soon anyway... Boy was I wrong. I ended up there the night and he didn't leave me alone. After that day I gathered my strength and told myself this guy would not mess with me again. He called, for whatever reason I forgot. And he had the nerve to be mad at me because I said I didn't want to see him again when he invited me out. All sorts os invitations for a while, and I haven't heard from him since. I think he finally got the message... My only saving grace was my determination not to have sex. To this day I'm not really sure who had what fault. The few friends I told blame him more and blame me a little. It's easy for me to blame him for everything 'cuz he is a grown ass man and should've known better, but then I'm not sure how much I was supposed to know. I'm sure I thought I was so grown, blah, blah, blah, but I honestly don't know how to feel. I've felt angry, upset, sad... But yeah that is a story I tend to push under the rug...

So after I got rid of him there was still my boyfriend at the time. We were still long distance but he kept assuring me he was coming to UK. I waited, and waited. I did see him one more summer, but that was the last time I saw him, though we do talk from time to time. We were close, well kind of. We were together 2-3 years... He knew a little about what went down with Mr. Ghana, but I don't think he really knew what was going on, and he forgave me the 2 or 3 times I told him. When I broke up with him for the last time in my first semester at Uni I found out he was sleeping around anyway. When I asked him how many girls he couldn't tell me. I don't think he knew. I had split us up so I could try being normal for once and living life in the same country and not all over the place, turns out I made the right decision.

About 3 weeks later I was asked out by the best guy I've ever known. Seriously. But I'll tell you about him later.

So that makes everyone in this story a cheater (except my amazing Boo). Cheaters 2-5.