Something you always think “what if” about
What if army boy and I had stayed together, would we still be together now?
Ten things about you people don’t really expect
- I can be really shy when first meeting people in a new situation
- I’ve got both a very girly side and a very tomboy side
- I wasn’t drunk Saturday night, I was drinking water and just having a good time
- I live with two guys I only met this year (thanks UBC housing)
- I wasn’t popular at all in high school
- My hair was once dyed purple
- I’ve never done a keg stand
- I have a thing for cowboys
- My two favourite genres of music are country and metal
- I wear contacts and have glasses that I wear around the house
If anyone asks why I’m dead at the end of the week, please refer them to this.
- Friday: Class till 2pm then studying hardcore from 2pm until midnight, also girls calling me non-stop for tickets for both tonight and tomorrow nights parties, I’m missing DKE’s 6 shooter tonight to study even though I’ve been looking forward to it for months. OH! Also one of the girls birthday dinners… fuck. Also discuss options with DJ for installation banquet.
- Saturday: Meeting with the AAC, then 6 hours of recruitment workshops and sisterhood (all is MANDATORY) then a party for a fraternity that I will be rush hostessing for next fall and am in the running to be sweetheart for (can’t miss it)
- Sunday: Recruitment event and studying (hardcore), have to miss the Academy Awards party one of the girls is throwing.
- Monday: EOSC midterm. Creative writing group project work, study
- Tuesday: Creative writing quiz (worth 25%) and story due (5 pages), study, class till 9pm
- Wednesday: Study, class, study, meeting, have all names and addresses for dates to installation banquet BY TODAY.
- Thursday: Medieval studies midterm
- Friday: Death.
The more I look at this the more I contemplate suicide.
Something you can’t seem to get over
There’s really not much that I can’t move past. Sometimes I feel a slight sting from my best friend going for guys I’ve been involved with but not enough that I can’t get over it. I thought I wouldn’t get over my most recent breakup or how it ended, but now I’m completely fine.
Most likely the only thing I cannot get over is my relationship with my ex boyfriend from my grade twelve year in high school. We broke up because I was leaving for university and he was leaving for the military. We weren’t officially dating very long, we had the most natural progression of a relationship that I’ve ever experienced. We met, we flirted whenever we saw each other, eventually we hung out and then started to see each other and the day after we officially began our relationship he dropped the military bombshell and I thought I would die.
Whenever I speak to him he tells me how much he misses me, how one day he wants us to get married and how he’ll have two ‘69 Camaros parked in the driveway of his beachfront house; one for him and one for me.
I can’t get over the idea of ‘what if’? What if we’d stayed together through university, the military. I’d still be in a long distance relationship. It’s just a lot to think about.