When I think about what that so called friend of mine, Natalie has done, I just want to phone her up, and yell down the phone FUCK YOU BITCH!

It's been a while since the whole Bridesmaid fiasco, but just seeing that email in my inbox is making my blood boil. I can't believe how angry I feel about this. She was my best friend since that first day at primary school. I don't remember how we became friends, but we've stuck at it from the ages of 4-16, and since then, we've been friends, but more or less gone our separate ways and had less contact. The amount of bust ups we had, the times that I was jealous of her friendship with another girl called Anna. But we made it through, and I swear, we told each other that we were going to be each other's chief bridesmaids when we got married. And then when I ask her to be my bridesmaid, she's can't even make the time six months in advance to come to my wedding.

I'm sad and angry at the same time. Makes me feel like those 12 years of constant friendship were just a load of bollucks, a total waste of time.

Found an old photo of when I was 16 - last day of year 11. Scanned it in for you here. Guess who is who? I'm the one who actually looks like she's happy to be with her best friend.

Sigh. Nostalgia.

Got lots of work to do this weekend. Seeing my NVQ lady on Tuesday. Going to shite myself with the amount of work I have to do. So yeah, tonnes of work, stupid ex-friend bitch, and stress. Ahhh. One of my colleagues went home because she was completely stressed out today.

Oh, and my boss (the top dog one), yelled out "Congratulations!" at me when I walked past today. "What are you congratulating me for?" I asked her.

"I didn't know you were getting married next summer." she said to me.

I found this strange, as a few months ago, I asked her permission to take a week off the week before the May half-term so I could extend my honeymoon to a fortnight. She said yes, and there was this long discussion about it. I put in the holiday form yesterday for the time off. Hense her jogged memory. Well.. I couldn't really say that, as she seemed to have forgotten about our conversation until I mentioned that I was getting married at the beginning of May, and that I would be coming back to work for a few weeks and then going on my honeymoon. She said, "Oh yes, I remember talking about that."

She is a strange, strange woman. She reminds me of Glenn Richards.