it was fun whilst it lasted

In case the news hasn't reached your ears quite yet, Barbara and I broke up. It happened in Paris. While the final decision was made at our hostel, the whole situation pretty much sums up my fucking life. Some people get engaged under the Eiffel Tower, I on the other hand, become single again.

In an entirely unrelated note, I'm not going to guarantee anymore posts here. I just really don't feel like keeping up with this thing at all. I was finding it a chore to post, so that's a sign that I really shouldn't be doing it anymore. Although, with all the free time I'll have on my hands because of my newly acquired singledom, I might continue. We'll see. Just don't expect a wrap of Rome and Paris anytime soon, especially seeing as I really didn't have much fun in either place because of the circumstances (don't get me wrong, I still loved being in both).