Oh, I could write a book...
When I told my cousin that I was accepted to U of I, she was ecstatic, since she had just graduated from there, and loved it. She soon found out that one of her best friend's younger brother would be going to U of I too, she decided to show him my MySpace. She told me he thought was gorgeous, wanted to meet me, etc. She showed me his MySpace, and he was really cute, so I was intrigued...but still skeptical. I'm all for meeting new people, but I can be kind of shy and the whole situation just intimidated me. Still, my cousin and her friend were intent on hooking us up.
So we move into the dorms for school, and about a week in, my cousin asks if we met yet. I told her no, and she gave me his number and screen name. Apparently she gave him my screen name, because shortly there after, I got an IM from him. We talk a few times and I decide that he seems like a nice enough guy--I wouldn't mind meeting him. Finally, one rainy, boring Saturday afternoon, he goes, "Okay, I'd really like to meet you, do you want to meet up?" I was just like... "Uh... now?" It was crappy out, and we were still so new to campus, I had no ideas of what to do. So he said he would come to this food court thing that was in my building and we could go get smoothies. I agreed, and he left his dorm like immediately, lol
So I meet him downstairs and we go get smoothies (I ordered Mixed Berry) and we talk and hang out for a bit. He was really nice and seemed like a fun guy, but I could tell that just wasn't interested in him like that. We could definitely be friends, but nothing more. After the smoothies, we went back up to my dorm room...I only agreed to it since I knew my roommate was there, lol. I walk in, introduce him to my roommate. As he's looking around, my roommate starts signalling something to me...like I have something in my teeth. I frantically start picking at my teeth to try to get whatever it was out. He looked back and we both stopped our sign language lol. Then he looked away again, and I motioned "Is it gone?". She hesitated, then motioned "Yes." So we all hung out for a bit, then after about 20 minutes he decided he was going to get back to his dorm. On my way out to walk him downstairs, I get a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My teeth are FILLED with little berry seeds. Like, so much so, that it looked liked I had gaps in my teeth. It was terrible. I screamed OMG I'M SO SORRY!!! And he just laughed it off, telling me it was fine. I ran, brushed my teeth, then walked him downstairs.
When I get back to my room, my roommate just busts out laughing at me. I wanted to kill her!!! I mean, why did she say I was fine when I CLEARLY wasnt?! Well, at least I didn't like him, like THAT, I told myself.
So, surprisingly, the guy (who I refered to to my friends as Smoothie Guy) kept talking to me. He even asked me out on a date?! I felt really bad, but told him, no thanks, I'm not really interested in dating right now. (Which actually was true...well kinda...I was trying to just enjoy college after ending a 3 year relationship...but I say "kinda" because there was this boy on my floor who I was starting to fall for...we'll get to him later).
Smoothie Guy started to get weird cause he constantly asking me to hang out and stuff. I mean, yeah I know, maybe he meant just as friends, but I just felt weird, and I didn't want to. It started to get annoying...
So next semester, I had friends visiting from home. We were getting ready to go out to one of the bars, and I was talking to my cousin online. I told her, "We're heading out to Kam's in a bit" (Kam's was her favorite bar). She got so excited...not because of the Kam's thing, but she was with Smoothie Guy's sister, who just talked to Smoothie Guy, who said he was at Kam's. GREAT. Apparently word got out, because within 5 minutes Smoothie Guy was texting me and asking if I was coming. I said yes, because, well, let's just say that as freshmen, this was the easiest bar to get into, lol.
So we get there, and we go sit at a booth with them. It was me, my two friends, and him and his two friends, we hung out for a bit and actually had a really fun time with them! He was a lot of fun to hang out with, but I still knew we could never be, just because I learned over time that there was NO WAY I could keep up with him and how much he partied. Despite having fun that night, I decided to text the guy on my floor who I liked...I said, "I hate my life, Smoothie Guy is here!" (I told him the smoothie story too..) Now at this point, I was a few drinks in, and not really paying attention to what I was doing. Since the guy on my floor was usually my most recent text, I just click down one, and hit send. As I was hitting the send button, I realized I was not sending it to guy on my floor...I was sending it to none other than...SMOOTHIE GUY!
I panicked, and made up the quickest lie I could. As he reached for his phone to answer the text I just sent him, and ran over to him, and grabbed on his arm, and was like
"OMG help!"
He was like, "what what?"
"Well, first of all, that text I sent you...it's from me. I meant to send it to a friend, but I send it to you on accident. But I'll tell you anyways. So there's this guy I dated in high school...he doesn't go to U of I, but I just saw him!!! He must be visiting, and he was this HUGE HUGE creep, and I can't believe he's here!"
He opens his phone and reads the text. "Smoothie Guy?" he asks me, looking confused.
"Yeah, that's what me and my friends call him...He worked a smoothie place back home."
He looked relieved...I couldn't believe he just bought that. "Oh, well where is this guy, I'd like to see him!"
FRICK! I looked around and pointed to some random guy who was near the exit, hoping that it was not someone that Smoothie Guy knew went here.
"Oh okay."
"Oh thank God, he's leaving...that was a close one."
I think he bought it for about a week. But then he must have caught on because soon after that he stopped talking to me. lol
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Awkward story #2.
On the first night of college, my roommate, some friends who we sort of new from home, and I all met up and decided to roam the frat parties that were going on. At one house, we started talking to this freshmen guy, who seemed to be a really cool guy. When we decided to move on to the next party, he came with. Somehow, him and I started talking a lot. He goes to me, "Has anyone told you that you look like Jennifer Garner?" That was definitely a first. I've had a good amount of people tell me I look like Jessica Alba, and a handful that say I look like Alexis Bledel (I know they're completely different...I don't get it either) but never Jennifer Garner. I told him no, and he kind of dropped it from there.
We had really fun the rest of the night. He offered to walk me and my friends home, and we said yes. On the way back, he started getting weird. He asked if I did drugs, which I don't. I've never even tried anything. He then starts talking about how much he loves weed, which I was like, hey, whatever floats your boat. But then he starts telling me how he does Adderal for fun...and I'm like WTH? He then starts to insist that I try both with him sometime. I'm like... Uh, no thanks. Then we get off the drugs subject. Finally, I was the last one he dropped off, well kinda, my friends were a few doors down, and he came in for a few minutes. I went on my computer and facebook friended him, while he was still there, and he said he'd accept it when he got home. I told him I had fun, and we exchanged numbers, and we agreed we'd try to hang out again tomorrow night. Aside from the drug thing, I thought he was fun. I gave him a hug, and he went home.
The next morning I check my mail, and I see "_____ ______ has tagged you in a photo!" I'm like...what, I didn't take any pictures last night! I go to my Facebook, and there's a picture of Jennifer Garner...tagged as me. The caption said "Babe", and it was from a photo album that was called "Babes" which the guy made last night. WEIRDDDDDDD.
I untagged myself, and giving one more shot, we hung out again that night. But I just couldn't shake the picture thing, and stopped answering his texts.
The best part about Picture Guy and Smoothie Guy? They ended up pledging the same fraternity!!!
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Now last story, so you all don't think my love life is a disaster. Back to the guy on my floor who I had a crush on. We'll call him Dan. The thing that really brought us together was that we're big White Sox fans. We were at dinner together with a bunch of people on my floor, and he asked if I wanted to join the "White Sox Nation" club that he saw on Quad day. I always already interested in, and since I love the Sox, I quickly agreed. We went to the first meeting, and decided to sign up for the intramural softball team they had. Being clueless freshmen, we didn't know they were going to do multiple teams, and we ended up on different teams.
On weekday night, I get a knock on my door and it's Dan. He asks if he can borrow my bat for his game. I thought it was a little odd, cause it was a girl's fastpitch softball bat, and the league was 16inch slow pitch. I wasn't even sure if I was going to use it...I had brought it to college, just in case, I guess, lol. But I agreed and let him borrow it. While he was at the game, his roommate, (we'll call him Mike) and another friend (Jack) came over to see if my roommate and I wanted to get food. We went downstairs, and I got a smoothie (NOT Mixed Berry) and hung out. While we were there, I felt funny. I just felt like something was wrong. Soon, Mike get's a text says "Oh, it's Dan!" and procedes to read it aloud before reading it to himself. "Mike, I'm fucked I lost Gea's bat!" (My name is Georgia but I had already known that he decided to abbreviate my name to Gea, since that's how he entered my number on his phone). I'm like "WHAT?! LET ME SEE?!" He's like... "Uh no, no it's not that, it's something else, it's a fantasy football team thing." What a good friend, trying to cover for him, but I now already knew...I was so upset. This wasn't just any bat. Not only was it a $300 bat, it was my high school varisty softball bat! It had sentimental value to me!!!
So after the food, we went back up to my rooom, and me, my roommate, Mike and Jack hung around for a while. Then comes a knock at the door. It's Dan. He looks upset. There was a brief awkward silence, until Mike and Jack just start jumping into the most random conversations they can. They babbled on and on for about 15 minutes about God knows what, just trying to keep the conversation going so that Dan didn't have to say anything. I just sat there giving Dan the evil eye. Finally I stood up, and asked Dan to speak with him outside.
We went outside and I told him I knew. He apologized and said how terrible he felt, and that he would buy me a new bat. He told me how it happened: he had the game, and left, and about halfway home, he realized he forgot the bat. He ran back to the feels but they were empty. He looked around everywhere, no bat. He went to the field house. No bat turned in. He then told me how he's really forgetful and loses things all the time...I wish I would have known that before!!! And then he told me that he didn't end up even using the bat...he just came over to ask to borrow it as an excuse to come talk to me. I couldn't help but smile a bit. I told him that I'm going to hold this one over him for a long time, even after he does by me a bat, just because of the sentimental value (I know, it's a bat, but it meant alot to me...)...and that he would be buying me the same $300 bat. But then I caught him off guard and told him I forgave him, and gave him a kiss. He looked so confused, it was cute.
The next day we went on this journey to Dicks Sporting Goods. We really weren't sure if we were going the right way, since we were only at school for a month, but it was fun getting there. Unfortunately, they had stopped making my bat, so I made him buy me the newest, most expensive model. lol, maybe too mean, but he lost an expensive bat...
Today we've been dating for almost 2 years. The bat story is still one of our favorites.
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