College was a learning Experience to the max for me. I did everything possible in college. I had my first boyfriend when I was a freshman in College. They called him white chocolate.
I remember when I first met him like it was yesterday. I was sitting in the dining hall by myself inbetween class for light lunch. You know light lunch has nothing or nobody in there bc no one wants to waste a food swipe on a sandwhich and a drink. lol. I started eating my lunch and saw him walking next to the dining hall through the window and though he was cute...well...cute enough to stop me from finishing that nasty rueben sandwich. Well then he walked into the dining hall and everybody knew who he was. I didn't think much of it... first meeting.
Later that night there was a huge party at TKE fraternity house and some of my friends from home were coming down to stay for the weekend. Well actually it was the guy I was talking to and my best friend. They came down and when we went to the party, the guy I was hooking up with saw this guy and started talking to him about how he knew him from home..ironically it was the guy from the dining hall. He shook my hand and held it their weirdly for too long. Didn't think too much of it then either. I went outside with my bestfriend halfway through the party and she knew this guy too and we smoked too...second meeting.
Then the next weekend I went to my friends house and this dude was on the phone with him...thats three times. Three times means it has to be a sign. Well I should of taken a different road if that was the case because that was the beginning of the rest of the mistakes about boys I made in my life. To make a long story short. I found out he was cheating on me with my ex-boss. Well I guess he was cheating on her with me because she was before me.
The second boyfriend after that I met at club when he was wearing a grill. Yes I said a grill. When I first saw him I thought he was a joke but my best friend had pushed me to go for him (mainly to get over my first boy-mistake). Well that went alright for a lil bit until one night when I found out that he was going back to Charleston to hang out with his supposed ex-girlfriend. Well comes to find out when he came back he suprised me at my dorm room. We hooked up and he proceeded to tell me that his ex-girlfriend was pregnant...and I asked him why I needed to know that and he said that he was the father. Mistake-numero dos.
The third and last boyfriend was the man I was engaged to...and that love story is a blog entirely to itself. Along the way I went through many MANY obstacles but somehow I graduated from it and learned alot along the way. And I will touch bases on those lessons in future blog sessions.
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