I like to think in the past a lot. I like to reflect part of my life that teach me lessons. Since I am playing Words with Friends with this girl that I only met once due to unconditional circumstances, it takes me back to not only the first day we met but the first day I thought she was his girlfriend. It was sad memory. We went to an anti Nike speech, I was with him and we were trying to be clever and wear actual nike shoes. Moments after the speech was done, we walked out of the room together next to each other and then there she was I walked ahead because I saw him notion to hug her and continued to stay in front because he was stuck on her side and didn’t walk with me. I was shy and embarrassed to hang ten with a taken guy, so I hurried off out of the building, he never introduced us that day. I walked fast and said my good bye as abrupt as I could. I even managed to call my boyfriend/ex of the moment to meet me for lunch while I was walking away from them. I thought she was tiny and beautiful. I honestly was jealous and sad I would never be like that so I shouldn’t even try to go for him. I was in a complicated relationship at the time so it didn’t hurt me as bad as it probably would’ve. The feeling of discomfort came back again. Every memory I have with this girl has been bad. The second time probably worst than the first. The second encounter we had was during the time me and him began dating. During class, he turns to me and tells me he was going to have lunch with her. In disbelief I kept waiting for him to invite me too. Unfortunately, he never did, I felt so uncomfortable with the whole thing. He then TOOK HER TO MY WORK and have me introduced to her that way to me as his girlfriend. Can you believe that. WTF would you take another girl to my work and introduce me to her?! I don’t even know what he was thinking. Then again she was beautiful and tiny. They were together from lunch, and his excuse for not inviting me with them, while we were dating was that she was sick and he didn’t want to introduce her like that. BUT, here’s the catch, she looked healthier than ANYONE I’ve ever seen. I call that bullshit. Both two memories with this girl, associated with “him” and completely terrible. I hate when I recollect these BAD memories… they teach me NOTHING, just makes my blood boil -___-!
-nessa
