I was about to call this post “number 2” but then realized that did sound right.
Anyway, so the second guy who (hopefully) temporarily skewed my view on guys happened about a year after the first guy. I met him through friends. He worked with a few of my best friends during the summer. They warned me he was going away for school to the U.S but I still wanted to meet him. At this point in my life I had an image of the “perfect” guy, and I will never forget the moment I saw him. My heart stopped and I was in awe, he was the epitome of my “perfect” guy. I knew I was in trouble from that moment on. He could tell me to jump and I would drool and ask him how high. It was sickening.
Well, I fell in love with him (at least his looks) in only two months and he was gone. I went back to school and wanted to go about my life like I never knew him. But I couldn’t. I could not stop thinking about him and the time we spent together those two months. I knew it was a mistake, he was off on a sports scholarship and I knew what kind of guy he was. Every once in a while he would call, or email or MSN message me, and I would lose myself all over again.
We both went home for the holidays, and I could not have been happier. I had no seen him since the summer and I just wanted to be with him again. We spent a lot of time together during that break, and on my last day I told him I wanted to be with just him, and him to be with just me. He said ok, HE SAID OK!!!! Exactly, he said “ok”. That should have been the first sign.
During my reading week I flew out to see him, he was late picking me up at the airport because he was hung over and couldn’t get out of bed. When we got back to his dorm, he wanted to nap. That night he told me we were going to meet up with some friends but we wouldn’t be drinking. Well, I guess he meant I wouldn’t be drinking but he would be because as soon as we got there his friends threw him some beers, he chugged them back and continued to play drinking games while I sat there totally ignored and not one person (even the girls there) offered me a drink. The week didn’t get any better, and one night while we were both drunk he decided to tell me that he slept with the two girls from the first night (the ones that wouldn’t talk to me, I guess that makes sense) since he’s been back from the holiday. He then went on to tell me that it didn’t count cause we weren’t in the same country, and we were only in a relationship when we were in the same country. Most people would say “Eff that” and move on, well I was still so in love with him that I let it go. I was obviously very upset, but I forgave him.
Well it didn’t stop there. When I went home he barely talked to him until he came back for the summer. We hung out a lot and continued our “relationship”, but at the same time he was seeing someone else. I didn’t find out until a friend of mine told me that he was always texting the same girl, so I confronted him and he admitted to it. But I let it continue, and let him use me for the summer. It took me about 9 months to get over him and to start dating again. And even after that much time I was still worried about getting into any kind of relationship with a guy because I thought it would just turn out the same… which I guess it kind of did.
Anyway, I’ve learned from this one, just like I’ve learned from the first guy and the third guy. But it still didn’t stop me from meeting the wrong guys. It took one more for me to finally learn my lesson.