Well thats one country on my nuclear bomb list.

I was persuaded to dump Belgian today due to the fact he has been been calling me fat amongst other things all week. I went to his on Sunday night and at first it went well. We settled down to watch the grandprix and had a snuggle and a kiss in the breaks. A bit of upper body fondling etc. Then i had a nice dinner with him and his flatmate and went back to his room.

He fucking bit me. Hard. Not in a sexy nibbly pant wetting bite, a hard bite, on my stomach. I have also come away with a huge bruise on my left breast. No idea where that came from.

So in short i have been laughing off his insensitive jokes, pretending that im ok with it when really im actually really hurt. I told him last night that i wasn't happy with the way he spoke to me and hes been distant with me all day. Then he says "see ive resisted making comments all day!" and im thinking what the fuck! You shouldnt have to resist making comments, if you like someone you tell them they look nice or you how much youlook forward to seeing them. Am i over reacting here?

But (and there is always a but) he did pick me up from Seans on Sunday, it wasnt exactly close, he did text me loads when he was in Spain, that wasnt exactly cheap and he kissed me on the forehead and made me smile. Have i been too hasty?

Guess i wont know now.

Back to the drawing board.