Pumpkin spice is back at Starbucks!!! I'm a happy little Cosette. Well, it's been an exciting week back on campus. My car got towed on Tuesday because apparently I was parked in a "No parking" zone. However, the guy told me I had until Tuesday night before they started punishing people for parking violations. They also said they tried to call me. They never did. Not once. No missed calls, no vibrating, no lighting up, no jumping up doing a little dance. Nothing. I got my car back that day. I was so pissed. But it's okay now.
Classes are going well so far. I have the Greek alphabet memorized and all my homework for next week is done. I now have the day to myself. I've been trying to finish Crime and Punishment and honestly I'm a little upset at how slow a pace I am reading it. I try to read at least one chapter before going to bed every night, but this weekend I was trying to get homework done and then I was out drinking with the guys so I haven't read this weekend.
The boy and I had a very serious conversation Friday night. Let me give you the back story. So this girl that is dating one of his fraternity brothers and I were really good friends. I went to her all the time if I had a problem and she never judged and she tried so hard to help me. It's hard for me to open up to people, but she was so cool about it. When I went to Chicago to see him in July he tels me he had a threesome with them. Okay that's fine. It was before I even started hanging out with him and I just don't care. The past is past. It's so not a big deal. I don't flip out over past events like "ZOMG you did what?!?!?! How could you!!" It had nothing to do with me, therefore I could not care less. I stress that because this next part I'm a little ashamed of. He treats her better than me. He always tells her how awesome she is and how good she looks and I get none of that. I wasn't trying to be a paranoid person and I wasn't thinking things over again now that I have this new handy information about the threesome. I promise. I tried to ignore this feeling I had because I felt that it was so miniscule and idiotic. I felt like a fool. I felt like one of those girls that constantly need reassurance. I don't want to be that girl. I couldn't shrug it off though. For whatever reason this was bugging me. I don't open up to the guys I date. The word "boyfriend" holds a lot of weight with me. I've had one really long relationship. I don't like long relationships or anything like that. I always put up a time limit so I can stop myself from getting close and getting attached because we're young and I know that eventually we will break up. I'm not trying to be negative. I'm just trying to be realistic. Anyway, so all these things have been building up for months and he never knew. EXCEPT the girl he had a threesome with was running to him and telling him almost everything I told her!!!!! I feel betrayed. I'll never trust her again and I feel like a fool for actually thinking I could open up to her. Anyway, I finally told the boy EVERYTHING that was bothering including this and I kept apologizing because I knew it all sounded foolish. He was so cool about. He just ept saying "It's okay. Don't worry about it. I understand." Blah blah blah. I was nervous the entire time. It bothers him that I don't tell him things. I guess I really wanted to open up with him because, believe it or not, that is a HUGE risk I wanted to take. But I just kept feeling like it was too late. So even though I sounded like a complete ass bringing up things from months ago that have been bothering me since they happend he was so understanding and so cool about the whole thing. Was I rambling in that whole story or did that make sense?
So moving on AlissaBrunelli Finally posted Havana pictures!!
Classes are going well so far. I have the Greek alphabet memorized and all my homework for next week is done. I now have the day to myself. I've been trying to finish Crime and Punishment and honestly I'm a little upset at how slow a pace I am reading it. I try to read at least one chapter before going to bed every night, but this weekend I was trying to get homework done and then I was out drinking with the guys so I haven't read this weekend.
The boy and I had a very serious conversation Friday night. Let me give you the back story. So this girl that is dating one of his fraternity brothers and I were really good friends. I went to her all the time if I had a problem and she never judged and she tried so hard to help me. It's hard for me to open up to people, but she was so cool about it. When I went to Chicago to see him in July he tels me he had a threesome with them. Okay that's fine. It was before I even started hanging out with him and I just don't care. The past is past. It's so not a big deal. I don't flip out over past events like "ZOMG you did what?!?!?! How could you!!" It had nothing to do with me, therefore I could not care less. I stress that because this next part I'm a little ashamed of. He treats her better than me. He always tells her how awesome she is and how good she looks and I get none of that. I wasn't trying to be a paranoid person and I wasn't thinking things over again now that I have this new handy information about the threesome. I promise. I tried to ignore this feeling I had because I felt that it was so miniscule and idiotic. I felt like a fool. I felt like one of those girls that constantly need reassurance. I don't want to be that girl. I couldn't shrug it off though. For whatever reason this was bugging me. I don't open up to the guys I date. The word "boyfriend" holds a lot of weight with me. I've had one really long relationship. I don't like long relationships or anything like that. I always put up a time limit so I can stop myself from getting close and getting attached because we're young and I know that eventually we will break up. I'm not trying to be negative. I'm just trying to be realistic. Anyway, so all these things have been building up for months and he never knew. EXCEPT the girl he had a threesome with was running to him and telling him almost everything I told her!!!!! I feel betrayed. I'll never trust her again and I feel like a fool for actually thinking I could open up to her. Anyway, I finally told the boy EVERYTHING that was bothering including this and I kept apologizing because I knew it all sounded foolish. He was so cool about. He just ept saying "It's okay. Don't worry about it. I understand." Blah blah blah. I was nervous the entire time. It bothers him that I don't tell him things. I guess I really wanted to open up with him because, believe it or not, that is a HUGE risk I wanted to take. But I just kept feeling like it was too late. So even though I sounded like a complete ass bringing up things from months ago that have been bothering me since they happend he was so understanding and so cool about the whole thing. Was I rambling in that whole story or did that make sense?
So moving on AlissaBrunelli Finally posted Havana pictures!!
I think that is all I have for you for now. I hope everyone had a great weekend! Any awesome stories??
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I wish I could get around to learning Greek. I've tried a couple of times. I dream of being able to read Plato and Aristotle in the original.
Sometime when you're back in town we should go bookshopping together.