Life doesn't always turn out as planned. I woke up this morning looking for as little stress as possible. then he just busted into my space and things just got loopsided from there. After three months of ignoring me... Mr High and mighty decided to get of his high horse and speak to little old me. He said hi and asked me if i used to live in England, (old news!) We spoke for about fifteen minutes, he slipped me his business card and asked me to use it sometimes... tough chance of that happening! Graanted the guy is fine and he's probably the only black guy with a british accent in a 100mile radius. But he happens to be the most arrogant person i've ever met, and everyone thinks he's God's gift to women and i think he's starting to believe it too. He's been here for just three months but he's already managed to break 2 hearts and dump one really sweet girl. I think our problem is with judged him too quickly. Maybe he's just a misunderstood guy who everyone hates.