I'm back, after quite an interesting few days. Where should I begin?
Let's start with my marine. After three weeks of small talks and no face-to-face contact, we spent the day together yesterday at the U of M football game. I won some awesome tickets and asked him to go with me - who else would I bring? It would have been weird to bring one of my girl friends, and if I asked a guy friend to go with me, they may take it the wrong way. Plus, he is a huge Michigan football fan, and this was my chance. Although we didn't even get flirty or hug goodbye, he is great company and I seriously just love spending time with him. I feel so at home with him and that I can just be myself. Yesterday after the game, we went and got some food and just indulged in conversation about all sorts of things. I wonder if he can see me glow when I'm with him...
It's funny, because I want to feel wanted and loved by somebody so badly, but refuse to date anybody that doesn't match up to him or exceed him. As dumb as it seems, I would much rather be single and focus on myself and wait for him than try to get into something else with somebody new.
Moving on, time to vent.
Last weekend, I went downtown for a birthday party and of course I ran into my ex's new girlfriend. Which, okay, I don't care that he is dating somebody else. I am not even remotely jealous. And I hate to call people out on looks because I'm not that shallow of a person, but I am most certainly not jealous of anything she's got either... Anyways, we did make eye contact and it was a little awkward for a second, but whatever. Well, later on in the night, she decided to yell "fuck you" in my ear as I was walking past her.
I feel bad for my ex. I really do. First off, I was an amazing girlfriend - I won't even dare sell myself short of that. I cooked for him, cleaned up after him, offered to do everything for him, paid for dinners, worked THREE JOBS so I could buy him everything he ever wanted, ... I really could go on and on about how selfless I was in that relationship - all to get nothing in return. But not only did I give him everything the world had to offer and more, but I had my shit together. I worked my ass off in college to get a good job, I treated his family and friends with respect and got along with every single person that I crossed paths with, and I'm an overall classy girl. For him to go from a girl like me to a girl like that, who yells "F You" to somebody she doesn't even know in a bar and throws all of her business - good and bad - on Twitter... I feel bad for him.
Let's start with my marine. After three weeks of small talks and no face-to-face contact, we spent the day together yesterday at the U of M football game. I won some awesome tickets and asked him to go with me - who else would I bring? It would have been weird to bring one of my girl friends, and if I asked a guy friend to go with me, they may take it the wrong way. Plus, he is a huge Michigan football fan, and this was my chance. Although we didn't even get flirty or hug goodbye, he is great company and I seriously just love spending time with him. I feel so at home with him and that I can just be myself. Yesterday after the game, we went and got some food and just indulged in conversation about all sorts of things. I wonder if he can see me glow when I'm with him...
It's funny, because I want to feel wanted and loved by somebody so badly, but refuse to date anybody that doesn't match up to him or exceed him. As dumb as it seems, I would much rather be single and focus on myself and wait for him than try to get into something else with somebody new.
Moving on, time to vent.
Last weekend, I went downtown for a birthday party and of course I ran into my ex's new girlfriend. Which, okay, I don't care that he is dating somebody else. I am not even remotely jealous. And I hate to call people out on looks because I'm not that shallow of a person, but I am most certainly not jealous of anything she's got either... Anyways, we did make eye contact and it was a little awkward for a second, but whatever. Well, later on in the night, she decided to yell "fuck you" in my ear as I was walking past her.
I feel bad for my ex. I really do. First off, I was an amazing girlfriend - I won't even dare sell myself short of that. I cooked for him, cleaned up after him, offered to do everything for him, paid for dinners, worked THREE JOBS so I could buy him everything he ever wanted, ... I really could go on and on about how selfless I was in that relationship - all to get nothing in return. But not only did I give him everything the world had to offer and more, but I had my shit together. I worked my ass off in college to get a good job, I treated his family and friends with respect and got along with every single person that I crossed paths with, and I'm an overall classy girl. For him to go from a girl like me to a girl like that, who yells "F You" to somebody she doesn't even know in a bar and throws all of her business - good and bad - on Twitter... I feel bad for him.
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