A year ago, you broke my heart. It still hurts. I guess you had your reasons. Don't we all. And you've apologized, at least for some of it. But I can't forgive you. How could I? What you did is still hurting me. A god damn year later and IT STILL FUCKING HURTS. I wish you'd leave so I'd never have to see your lying, arrogant, self centered face again. And no, of course I won't be your friend. I don't know how you ever convinced yourself that would be the case. And if you ever change your mind and try to come back, (and I wouldn't put it past you) you'd better keep it to yourself, because I will smack that idea right out of your selfish head. And then I'll go on a lovely date with the person I'm with now. A person who cares about something other than herself. You could learn a thing or two. —Angry that you can still hurt me.

It's been so long, and the dentistry students have opened the world up to a new level of misogynistic behaviour in public. —Ryan

So I'm taking the sex survey, leering at my screen as fond and tragic memories come flooding back... and then a frown creases my face. The questions start getting really weird, like having someone walk in on you or you them... well how about neither! If you hear grunting don't open the bloody F'in door!! Why isn't there an option for neither!?! OR tell your partner to go to the gym or have a threesome.. how in the sweet bloody shit are those two even connected? and again why isn't there a neither option, or how about both!! It's like asking if you've ever breathed air or smoked crack in the same question, it's idiotic if you want to get any useful answers! Did they get some ten year old drunk and have him point to different words on a piece of paper to determine what words they'd use in the questions? Second thing I have a problem with is that it seems to be geared towards college people, the questions are about hookups and dating apps, they are a big part of the single sex life but where's the marriage/long relationship sex questions!? I know you go for a target market coast but you don't have to be twenty, single and in college to be having sex!! —Sex Survey Sux Slightly

As the result of that false report to HRP about me you had your friends make, undercover cops showed up to question me for suspicion of dealing drugs out of my apartment . You did threaten revenge if I fucked you over,yet from day 1 you lied to me about whom you're friends were...As a result, HRP have a file on me because you people broke the law not me. —Laugh it up Bitches.

While I do enjoy a good cup of joe when early for a job interview please pay more attention to your dairy experation dates/ counter time. Your man bun sporting,dated music taste and lack of customer care may or may at fault for my vommit after visiting your otherwise very nice establishment. not super pissed but watch the dairy bro?man? commrad? whatever you man bun people call eatchother. —don't like wasting coffee

I guess this is more of a bitch at myself. I found a bus pass the other day. I was the only person sitting in that particular area of the bus, and figured that it had been left by a previous, long gone rider. I put the pass in my pocket and took it home. I attempted to search for the person on Facebook to send them a message letting them know I had it and that I could pick it up, but I couldn't find them. Why the fuck didn't I do the right thing and turn it into the bus driver? I feel terrible now that I have this bus pass belonging to someone who may be struggling financially. Not sure what to do to make this right but I feel incredibly guilty and angry with myself for not just handing it in to a bus driver. I guess part of me thought that the person would likely never claim it, and that it would go to waste. That's me just trying to make myself feel better, I suppose. —Riding free and guilty for the rest of the month

To the black guy that assaulted me at 830am on Summer Street Wednesday morning, and damaged my bicycle. Go to anger management. You need help. I banged on your window because you were putting my safety at risk when you tried passing me aggressively with no space between my bike and your car. All for what, to save you the extra one or two seconds before you got to the cars in front of me? It's a narrow road. What were my options? Am I supposed to turn on my magical rocket jets and fly into the sky so you can save two seconds? Were you really in that much of a hurry? I didn't damage your car. But you destroyed my bicycle. It is currently being repaired, thanks to credit cards. I am a student, I have no money. I can't even afford to buy food and I was just about to turn onto college street to go get dental work at Dal. You got out of your car, shoved me off my bicycle, unprovoked. I tried to talk to you calmly. I tried to explain that I didn't hurt your car, that I only banged with a gloved open hand, on the window, because you were driving me into parked cars as you tried passing me. I have served you coffee probably 200 times or more. You always seem in a rush when you leave. I've never seen you smile, so perhaps your life has difficulties in it that I don't know of. I've greeted you as friendly as I could each time. My goal in life is to try to make people happier. What is it in life that makes you lash out at innocent people? I am charging you with assault, and I am charging you for damaging my bicycle. It's an expensive bike, and my only transportation. You damaged my wrist, and now I need to miss classes. I hope you get some help for your problems. Your woman seemed very nice. She tried to stop you. We all tried to stop you calmly. You let your anger spiral out of control for what really wasn't anything to get angry over. Take responsibility for your actions. See you in court. —Assaulted Cyclist

Banking can be this uncomfortable. Prepare to be screwed again and again. This time it is a new fee for transferring your Mutual Fund. Not 10 bucks, not 20, but 75 Canadian dollars. Prepare for insertion on March 31. —FUFI

Oh Halifax Transit, please fix GoTime. You're never on time anyway, but the phone service at the very least gives me a pointless numerical time value to curse you with under my breath. I look forward to it several times a day, but you're no fun. If you fix it ASAP, I will take the rest of my gripes with you with a grain of excessively used road salt until winter is over. —You're not there when i call, and you're never on time

Do not cough unguarded in my general direction, especially in close quarters during the winter. If you have a tissue handy, use that. If not, use the crook of your elbow. It's a very simple rule of etiquette. It's inculcated in most of us by the age of five, and it's not too hard. —I think I feel sick already