You Can't Stay Friends With Your Ex

I recently was talking to a guy who told me that him and his ex Tiara* we're "still friends." I asked him how often they talked and he said, "every now and then." I asked if he still had feelings for her. He said, "I'll always have love for her, but I don't feel the same way I used to about her." And with that, I was done asking about his past.

He and I quickly became part of one another's lives--spending weekends together, spending nights in each other's rooms, going out to dinners, etc. I was happy, he was happy.

One day while I was in his room, I noticed a pink set of earrings. "Whose are those?" I asked.

"Oh, those are Tiara's*. I have to give them back to her."

But those earrings weren't there the week before. They weren't there two days ago. Had he cleaned his room and found them under his bed? Had he set them aside to give them back to her as a last gesture of the end of their relationship? I didn't press the issue any further, his answer was enough.

I continued to spend time with him but I kept noticing little things. He was always texting on his phone, and anytime I spent the night at his place he would step outside of his room to make a phone call. He would sometimes cancel his plans with me hours before saying, "Oh, Im sorry something came up but I'll make it up to you later."

It took me months to realize that his ex was still in the picture. Although he constantly claimed that he wasn't in love with her anymore, his actions showed differently. They still hung out on the weekends, and anytime he wasn't hanging with me, he was hanging with her.

One day I finally found the guts to break it off with him. It hurt, but I knew it was for the better. She still had a piece of his heart and I was trying to be with someone who wasn't willing to be with me just yet. As someone who was hurt by the "me and my ex are just friends" bull, I'm writing this to let you know that if someone says that line to you, RUN! There's no way that someone can remain friends with his/her ex. IT DOES NOT WORK.


Love & Lines,
Shelbbzzz

*name has been changed

Graduation, Please Hurry Up

This has probably been my worst semester in college as far as academics go. "Senioritis" struck me late in January and I wondered why I was even going to my Stats class. (Why do I have to take Statistics if I'm not a math major? I swear I'll never need to use the equation for relative risk a day in my life)

The English department has yet to send out information about graduation but I BETTER be on that list. I can't bear to spend one more semester at Pitt (Even though I LOVE college). I MUST get out. It's time to move on...away from stress, away from classes, away from people I hope to never see after graduation, away from Port Authority buses, away from college food ( I gained threee pounds after eating union food for three weeks..THREE WEEKS!!!) and away from stupid rumor-driven phone calls in the middle of the night regarding false--whoa...sidetrack...lol But anyway, it's time for me to sail on.

My countdown offically begins today and I'm pretty sure I'll be one of the happiest people alive on May 2nd, 2010. (YESSSSSSSSS)

49 Days til graduation,
Love and Lines,
Whit