Before I get into this post, I have to report another update!
- So last night I ended up going on an impromptu date with this guy who we’ll call the Wrestling Writer (because those are the things he actually does for fun and a living). I met him through Tinder but I found out that we actually have a few mutual friends in common and before we had met in person, we both realized that we both were dancers in the same type of dance (can’t really tell you what type of dance because it’ll give me away, but just know I was very impressed and ecstatic that he and I shared some sort of common interest). Well I was home last night and he was home too (about 30 minutes away from me) and he asked if I felt like just staying in or if I would be down to do something. I said yes, so he picked me up and all we did was drive around the Rock and talk about anything and everything. We went to a few look out points and stopped and walked out of his truck and sat there and just enjoyed the view, continuing to get to know each other. I was really surprised because even though we didn’t really do anything. I thoroughly enjoyed just conversing with him because we had so many intelligent conversations that I probably couldn’t have with very many guys. At the end of the night after we basically drove in a full circle, he dropped me off at home and as I leaned to kiss him on the cheek for a nice night, he stopped me and kissed me on the lips. It was really unexpected, but sweet (I really wasn’t sure how he felt or what he thought of me but I guess it went well lol). Turns out he also works right across the street from me, so who knows, we might get lunch one day, but we’ll see.
Okay, update – check. Let’s continue from the end of my freshman year into my sophomore year…
After all of the events that happened with The Game Changer, I had actually gone home for the summer and ended up seeing The Horny Mormon sporadically throughout that time. I believe we went camping one time and messed around there. Pretty sure I also drove fifty miles away to go to his place just to sleep with him… Oh and there was another time we did it in a movie theater… And I’m also pretty sure we did it in a public park right in the grass. It was pretty crazy… But he was pretty horny so yeah haha. I really wasn’t sure what was happening between us (besides fuck buddies basically) but I didn’t dwell on it too much because I would be going back to school once the summer was over anyways.
Sophomore year is here and I’m faced with a dilemma: my roommate and I could no longer live together because the housing option we chose was no longer available to our school. So what had happened over the summer was our school reassigned us to different rooming situations, but we were no longer going to room together. My roommate got placed in a dingle (a room that’s actually sized to house a single person, but they somehow fit double the capacity in it instead) whereas I got placed in a single room, but it was in the freshman dorm. I wasn’t too concerned about it because I would be rooming by myself and because I had already lived in the freshman dorm the year prior, it wasn’t such a big change for me anyways.
As the year progressed, I was somewhat isolated from my friends because they were all in the upperclassmen dorms, but I had made friends in the freshman dorm and in my hallway, as well in my classes in college. Now in a few of my classes, I noticed that there was this tall, kind of lanky guy, who was really smart and knew basically everything that we were learning in class already. He was really quiet and pretty shy and I think that’s what attracted myself towards him. Well, one day I asked him if he wanted to hang out or do something and I invited him to my room. I think we played cards or something like that, but somehow we ended up kissing which then led to him being on top of me, which he then told me he was a virgin, which I was really surprised about (but not really). Well I told him we should stop right here then because I didn’t want to be THAT girl, but he kept insisting after that he wanted to sleep with me. Long story short I allow it to happen and the next day he asks me to be his girlfriend. (I know this sounds really sudden but we had known each other for about a month before this had happened, so it wasn’t THAT fast).
We end up dating and it goes really well for the first few months, he and I would always have lunch together, go to classes together, it really seemed like a good match at first. It was his birthday right after we had gotten together so I had gotten him a few gifts, which he loved, but he wasn’t much of a party goer so I wouldn’t ever go with him, but with my friends.
We did the typical couple things, like taking a ton of pictures, and I remember him even meeting one of my best friends over Skype from back home. It was really nice. But something started to rub me the wrong way… It was Thanksgiving and he didn’t invite me over with his family for Thanksgiving (because I was far away from home and had no one to celebrate it with), but he told me he was going to another family member’s house and it wasn’t his place to invite someone, which I somewhat understood.
Well Christmas came along, and he ended up giving me a Pandora bracelet with a few charms on it for Christmas. At first I was like, “Great… A charm bracelet,” but when my friends were telling me how expensive it was, I felt so bad because I didn’t want him spending that much money on me. But I was really grateful that he did that for me. After that we ended up going our separate ways for winter break, and we of course skyped and talked whenever we could.
I came back a few days early to see my boyfriend, but that semester served him and I a lot of challenges. Now over the year when I would go to his room to visit him, his roommate would constantly cause a lot of trouble for me and I could NOT stand him (still can’t stand him to this day) because he was just so arrogant and purposely would pick fights with me and get on my nerves. But the funny thing was this jerk of a guy was also from home, and he went to high school to my schools’ rival school. Anyways, whenever he would provoke me, my boyfriend would do nothing to help me, and would also sometimes spend more time with his roommate than he would with me. This all really bothered me because it wasn’t like it was difficult to spend time with me since we went to the same school and lived in the same damn dorm. But the more he hung out with his roommate, the more I could feel us getting distant.
Well we kept fighting progressively and I would try so hard to plan dates for us and make time for us but it takes two to tango, and he wasn’t helping the situation at all either. That semester we had both competed in a competition against each other and at the end of the day after we had both performed, we found out that I won the title and I won a sum of money. He was bummed but happy for me, but when I had asked to do something with him to celebrate he was reluctant and it really bothered me.
A few weeks later, I get a call from the Game Changer (remember him?) that he was in the City and he wanted to see me. With everything going on with my boyfriend, I said of course in a heartbeat and once I got to The Game Changer, I even laid everything down on him about what I was going through.
I had spent the entire weekend with The Game Changer and I even stayed over (I know, I know). The first night we went to dinner with a colleague of his who had lived on the Rock for a number of years so he was like a local from home, which was nice. After that we had gone back to his apartment, watched some movies and went to bed (yup, no sex, I held out because I was taken). The next day, The Game Changer took me on a full blown shopping spree not only because it was my birthday coming up, but to also cheer me up because he knew how shitty I was feeling. We went to H&M (one of my favorite stores) and bought some nice tops and a dress, then to Sephora of course and then we went to this Italian designer bag store and he got me this alligator black and gold bag. We went for a walk in the park in the latter part of the afternoon and that night I had stayed over again. We went to dinner just the two of us to Ruths Chris I believe, and then after he had seduced me. I knew right then that my boyfriend and I were probably going to end things soon, I just didn’t know when.
Then Sunday came and he had a show to sing in (which he gave me three tickets to take my friends and myself to watch him), but before we went to that show, he ended up buying me my first iPhone, an iPhone 4, because my phone had crapped out on me a few weeks before. Bought me the AppleCare and everything (see why I said his name should really be the Sugar Daddy? Haha). After that I met my friends at the performance venue and I wore the dress and heels he had bought for me from H&M. He was amazing of course and the show was good, but he stood out like a sore thumb.
Well he had left to go to his next show (I forget where it was) a few days before my birthday, but I had a great time with him. After I got back to school, one of our biggest campus parties was coming up the day after my birthday but I was planning on not going and hanging out with my two good friends (who I called them my HoHo sisters haha). I remember going to practice on my birthday (the day before that big campus party) because I was a part of a chamber group and we had a concert the following week that my boyfriend and I were both a part of. Well he came to practice and I was so upset because besides what has been going on between us over the whole school year, he also seemed to forget that it was my birthday because he didn’t bring me anything or even say happy birthday. Well, after we were fighting he suggested that we should break up and I was really shocked because it sounded like he was thinking about this for quite some time, but never brought it up to me until this point. So at that moment, on my BIRTHDAY, we had broken up.
The next day was the big campus party which I was too pissed off to go to but I was alright with my girls. After we had a fun day in the City and went to the Cheesecake Factory, we got back to campus and one of the first persons we run into is my now ex-boyfriend. He was so damn drunk, which was weird because he NEVER drank while we were together, but he said he did the wrong thing by breaking up with me and he regretted it but I said it was too late. I left him to fend for himself, in shock of what I had witnessed.
The following week comes and so does the day of the concert, which I had to sing at with my ex-boyfriend playing along side of me. The song I had to sing was really beautiful, my voice teacher had recommended it (go ahead and give it a listen if you want https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2MuCCbg0k_0 ) and I had hit every note and sang really well. I couldn’t say the same for my ex boyfriend though. He was playing the trumpet solo along side of me and literally fucked up basically every single note, making it sound like his trumpet was going through erectile dysfunction, causing the name we will now call my ex The Erectile Dysfunction. Everyone felt bad for him but couldn’t help but laugh either (I was right there doing the same thing haha).
Here’s a YouTube video of an example of what he sounded like (but actually this person sounds WAY better than he sounded):
Anyways, I continued the remainder of my sophomore year kicking ass and being better than him basically haha, but I was fine without him. I think it just pissed me off how much time I had wasted on him, but no matter.
I’m trying to think of one thing I learned from dating him… besides not dating a virgin haha just kidding. But really, I think what I learned from him was to not eat where I shit (as some saying goes), which means don’t date someone at work, in your school department, or anywhere where you have to be for the majority of your time. Because God forbid something catastrophic happens to you both, but if it does, then what are you left to do but deal with it?
I’ll let that sink in for a few. Until next time…
Keep it classy never trashy,
XOXO LadyLust from the Rock