Okay, week one of my junior year of college is done! And, boy, was it an awesome week. Let me just walk you through it one day at a time because a lot happened and I suck at keeping up with the blogging.
Sunday: FALLFEST!!! So every year my school throws a huge concert thats totally free for students! It’s awesome! This year we had Eli Young Band, The Chainsmokers, and SchoolBoyQ! I think my favorite part of Fallfest was that I got to see all of my friends! Even my friends from home who don’t go to WVU! But, then something happened. So, the first love I ever had is one of my really good friends from home. We have literally been friends since we were babies. Well long story short I feel in love with him when I was about 12. I never told him although one of my friends ratted me out once but he asked me if I liked him and I lied. You know, for the sake of the friendship, blah blah blah. My feelings for him never really went away and I always thought that he liked me back. Well, his younger brother was talking to one of my friends on Sunday after the concert and he let something slip. My friend asked the younger brother how long I had known both of them, he said since forever and should have stopped. But he didn’t! The younger brother kept talking. Quoting as directly as I can here…. “Megan and Jon have always been close though. They have always had a thing They’ll probably get married one day”. WHATTTTT ARE YOU KIDDING ME. My friend told me this and I like totally freaked out. Not only did this kind of restart my feelings for him but also, it validated to me that Jon likes me back and other people can see it. Do you get what I’m saying. If the younger brother can see that we have had a “thing” than who else knows. I wish I wasn’t such a wuss. I wish I could just straight up ask Jon how he feels. Another problem, I’m in a very loving very committed relationship and I don’t want to ruin that either. Anyway I had to end my Sunday right there because that information was too much for me to process.
Monday: My mom and brother came to town for a short visit. I was super happy to see her because she lives about 22 hours away and I don’t see her often.
Tuesday/Weds- Nothing special just classes and homework. And sweating because it’s so hot outside.
Thursday- Had classes. After classes I decided to go out with my friends. Rach, Linds, Kayla, Kalynn and I ventured downtown to the club. There we met up with my two best guy friends Andy (ex-lover) and Steve. It’s always sometimes awkward when Andy and I are around each other because there is always a tension between us, the sexual kind. I look over and catch him looking at me and we’ll just stare and smile then bounce back to reality. Steven really wants Andrew and I to date but again committed relationship. So, we are all just dancing and having fun. Those boys never fail to tell me how pretty my friends are.
Friday, Everything is the same as Thursday but no class and a lot more beer. Same people, same club, same dancing, same tension.
Saturday- I had no plans on Saturday and I really just wanted to stay in and watch Netflix. I went to dinner with Andy and Steve and somehow got dragged out to a frat party. After standing around for an hour being miserable, my friend Kayla saved me by having me walk her home. When I got back, it was Netflix time.
Today/Sunday-I laid around and ate pizza and watched Netflix. I had a meeting at my sorority and came home to more Netflix and now I’m blogging.
This week I’m feeling like i’m in a rut. I get terrible but awesome news about my first love. I have to deal with the small touches and seducing smiles of my ex-lover. To top it all off the one person I want to talk to most in the world is on the other side of the country. Yes, my boyfriend is in Cali. I wish I could be there with him because I’m dying without him.
Anyway, there’s my boring week. I guess I just really wanted to tell you guys about my awkward encounters and the whole Sunday/Fallfest thing.
As always, I would really like some feedback. Sorry this post has horrible grammar. And sorry it’s boring.
Best, Megs