I'm the ex-girlfriend...
"You and your museum of lovers
The precious collection you’ve housed in your covers...
So why do we choose the boys that are naughty?
I don’t fit in so why do you want me?
And I know I can’t tame you…but I just keep trying...
So I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles
Diligently doubtful through all kinds of trouble
Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions..."
I am a Systems Engineer for a major company. In my spare time, I like to hang out with friends. I'm pretty much up for anything, just so long as I will have fun.
I am a major bookworm, and I am embarassed to say, but I love the Harry Potter series, I even went to a couple of book events for it.
I am very passionate about music and I play a few instruments (Euphonium, Flute, Piano, Violin). As from everyone who is passionate about music, I definitely have my opinions about everything I hear...sometimes I can be worse than Simon Cowell.
The love of my life. Well, it is of course, more complicated than that. Now it is a really simple kind of love, which is the way it should be. We love eachother despite the past and we know that the reason we met when we did was because we were giving eachother a taste of the future.
I met Mikey around January of 1998, while I was dating Mark. In my senior year of HS, I decided to forego taking the French classes that had me tearing my hair out with stress and instead take a fun elective, so that when Senioritis set in, it wouldn't be so devastating on my grades. I chose Drama. I had been in many plays from the time I was 9 until then, so I figured it would be an easy A, which it was. However, this meant that my class would be during the Upperclassmen lunch, which is why I met Mikey.
Mikey had just transfered in the middle of his Junior year to my school and wanted to carry on his life at this school just as he had at his previous school. So he did set design and crew for the HS Drama Club and participated in Campus Ministry. Being that he was new, he latched on to what was familiar.
So, the first day of classes, I get to my drama class and I see this cute guy sitting in my teacher's chair at her desk. This was a normal thing, the teacher hardly ever sat at her desk and her students were like her kids, she was a total mom to all of us. I loved her! Anyhow, she introduced us. I thought he was annoying and kinda full of himself. I found him attractive and yet annoying at the same time. I decided right there that he would be a good person to harass when I really felt like harassing someone.
Fast forward to right before Mark and I split. I was tutoring my friend, Alexa, in geometry one afternoon after school. We got finished pretty early and she was prepared for her quiz, so we went to my locker to get my books so we could wait for our parents to pick us up.
Well, for some reason, I got the giggles, because on the front of my Anatomy book, I noticed I could see part of this guy's nipple. The book had a muscular shirtless man on it, but it only showed from above his pecs and up, just barely leaving out the nipple.
So we ran around showing everyone his nipple. Mikey happened to be one of the people we harassed. Mikey and I soon became friends after that and every afternoon I would harass him while waiting to be picked up from school.
After Mark and I split, my drama teacher found out. So, she relayed the info to him and kinda played messenger. I was hoping he liked me and he was hoping I liked him. So, one day during lunch, I worked up the nerve to ask him to Prom. He was only too excited to go with me.
Prom was great. I gave him his first kiss and soon we were dating. I was his first girlfriend. We dated throughout the rest of the school year. We also dated over the summer, but when it came close to me going off to college, he broke it off with me.
I was really upset. My first year of college started off at the wrong foot and everything was downhill that year. Mikey and I still kept in contact, but I was devastated. I wanted to be with him forever and I never wanted to break up with him, although I never let him know I was devastated. But as time would have it, I soon got over it and moved on.
Stay tuned for Part two, which will probably be my last post about my boyfriends in this journal. Don't worry, I've still got more boyfriends before that post.
