Omigosh!!! Tonight was an absolute blast!!
It was just...fantabulous *grins*
I feel like I have finally found a true friend here at college (not that my other friends here aren't true...but that they don't seem to really "get" me...wow, that sounded...really lame *facedesk*)...and ironically enough...it's her (hi, Lindsay!).
Now, Abba...you know I don't believe in coincidences...coincidences are just your way of staying anonymous...but...DANG!!!! You sure put a lot into this one!
My new friend just HAPPENS to be my fiance's ex...
Yeah...
About that...
That is the only thing that ever bothers me about this whole thing...not that she's his ex but that I can't share my excitement about that with him. Anytime I mention her, he shuts down (more so than usual). But this is something that I have wanted and now I've been blessed enough to have it happen and it really is a great thing...
Yet, he can't share in that happiness...
I'm not even sure why he's so upset anymore. He claims he's over everything that happened, that it doesn't matter to him. But he never talks about it. He brings it up or mentions it (usually when I bring up talking or hanging out with her) but he never talks about that time. She does. She does a lot, especially with me. Most people would probably think that's awkward but it's not, at least for me. I rather like it. I can talk to her about that time and she understands! Because she's been there! I can mention something about him and she nods in understanding because she knows what I'm talking about! I think it's because she talks about it so much that she's come to terms with what happened better and faster than he has. Maybe at first he thought he didn't care, but as time goes on, it seems to bother him more and more.
I wish he would talk about it with me...it would help me understand him just that much better (though i can already finish his sentences and answer his questions before he's asked them).
I'm worried that the friendship I have with her could put a rift between him and I if we don't address the problem now.
I want to be friends with her. I like being friends with her, talking with her, hanging out with her, talking "short" walks with her. But I love him and would never want to do anything that hurt him, especially if I knew it was going to hurt him.
I don't think being friends with her is going to hurt him. But I don't know what he thinks.
This is one thing about him that I don't know...
Ach...mindless blathering...I really need to talk to him...IF I COULD SEE HIM!!!! stupid schedule...ugh...
On a happier note: I have been adopted into a new friend family! *happy dance*
After watching Harry Potter and the Philospher's Stone with some new friends, I have been officially adopted into the family.
HOORAY!!!!
FINALLY!!!! Someone to geek out over all the little Potterhead facts and fantasies and such....someone who understands my English writing nerdiness...so wonderful!! I look forward to new adventures with my new family *grins*
Okay...I have blabbered on long enough...it's almost 1 o'clock and I have a paper to finish and a 9 o'clock class looming ahead...but then choir with my friend from work visiting and Psych night to look forward to after work...
Off to bed! *makes swooshing noises*
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