Chronicles

“A Wendy’s Bathroom”

After writing the post about my chem teacher I kept thinking about all of the other hilarious stories that I haven’t told you guys about because I have been to caught up talking about my shitty exes. This next story I am about to tell you isn’t even about me it is about someone I am really close with. It makes me laugh because it shows that I am not the only hot mess around and that the ridiculous things that happen to me happen to someone else as well!

I am not going to introduce my friend that this happened to yet because he comes up more in my present day life, but this story is just too good to not tell and the fact that I was one of the first to hear about it just makes it that much better.

I remember it vividly how he told me and everything. I was walking up to him and the first thing he said to me was “your never going to guess what happened to me last night”. What he is referring to as last night is Valentines day. This absurd story happened on Valentines Day!!! I just looked at him thinking like “oh fuck, what did you do now”. He continued to tell me that him and his roommate had their two friends over that were girls. None of them were in a relationship or anything, all just simply good friends. I guess they all decided to get a little to drunk and the girls thought the best decision was to sleepover so, they did.

My guy friend had a stupid little crush on one of the girls so she slept in his bed and the other girl slept in his roommates bed. Well it wasn’t till about 2 am things started to go south and when I say south I mean like as south as they possibly could. My friend explained to me that he woke up to his roommate screaming his name in sheer panic. He didn’t think anything of it until his roommate wouldn’t stop. So my friend woke up and went out to their living room and was not prepared for what he was about to see. The way he described it to me was “a Wendy’s bathroom”.

Apparently the girl that was with his roommate shit all over the floor and apartment. The girl must of been to drunk, missed the toilet or just didn’t realize what was happening. It was all over his roommates sheets, floor, rug, bathroom, everywhere. Then the girl went right back to bed! He and his roommate were in utter shock, I remember him saying that he would never picture at the age of 26 that he would be cleaning another humans shit off his carpet at 2 am. They really didn’t know what to do and the two girls were sound asleep with not a worry in the world!

The next morning the girl didn’t even remember to the point that they were still there when the boys woke up. Like they waited for the guys to get up to say bye. Let me tell you, if that were me I would be running out of that place, but then again she didn’t remember! I don’t know, when he was telling me this I literally fell to the floor in straight shock, I didn’t know how to react to it because it was so appalling. He actually mentioned to me the other day that they have not seen the girls since or heard from them and to this day no one admits to it. I guess i wouldn’t either if it was me in that little situation. Talk about a complete shit storm.

Not The High School Chem Teacher..

Since its Monday and we are all a little groggy after the weekend, I am going to keep this post short. Last Thursday I got really emotional while writing that post and honestly, I hated every last sentence I wrote. Things didn’t end there with Caden, but I am going to hold off on writing about that for a bit. Actually I am going to hold off on writing about any relationship because I have a few good stories that I keep remembering to lighten the mood a little. The story I am about to tell you literally happened last week and it was actually quite mortifying. If you think you have bad luck just keep reading on.

Sooo I will start off by saying that I am a HUGE amazon prime fan. I buy things almost everyday. Therefore I ALWAYS have packages coming to my front door (I should tell my family to proceed with caution, you probably shouldn’t be reading this lol). I also like to try different things on Amazon too. So when I was purchasing these items I didn’t think anything of it. I thought it was going to get delivered to my front door just like EVERY OTHER PACKAGE DOES! Well I came home from work the other day to see a package on my bed, it looked like it was already opened, but I didn’t think anything of it. Well let me tell you it definitely was already opened and someone repackaged it.

There was a blue sticky note hanging out of the side of the package, like someone just tucked it in there and didn’t want anyone else to see it. So I obviously read it and the note went like this; “Gabby, this package as delivered to so and so address and I unfortunately opened it thinking it was mine. Sorry, Mr. John Doe”. I was in such utter shock that I threw the note, opened the package and saw what he saw.

My heart literally dropped to the floor. Because you want to know who it was actually signed by (obviously not going to give you a name), but it was my high school chemistry teacher. Yes he is my neighbor and yes he opened my amazon package. Do you want to know what was in this package? WELL I am not going to tell you because I know I have family reading this blog lol. Just put your mind to work and I am sure you can figure out what was in it with how embarrassed I am. It is my luck that the one personal package I purchase off of amazon prime gets delivered to my high school chem teacher instead of me. I LITERALLY BUY HUNDREDS OF THINGS A WEEK! Sometimes I just really don’t understand how my hot mess of a life works. If you really think you have some bad luck, just read my blogs because it will make you feel better about your life.

Next week I will be introducing my life after Caden and I ended things. I will also be telling you more stories about my ridiculous life and how I find ways to embarrass myself everyday. I hope everyone has a great Monday!

“Only Way To Describe Myself Was Inhumane”

I have decided that I have a lot of hatred towards talking about my break up with Caden so much that I am going to cut the story short. I went through a lot of emotions and feelings during the time and it lead me down a really bad path. Meanwhile, he was dating this girl, I was off getting drunk every night doing who knows what with who knows who. I literally look back and the only way to describe my self was inhumane. I literally had no respect for who I was and for my body. I got into the wrong things, I was sleeping around, and I began to self harm myself. I started the self harm because for that split second the only thing that mattered was the pain I was feeling from it. Nothing in my mind was going on except for what I was feeling for that very moment. It’s hard to explain, and frankly no one will really understand it unless they have gone through it. I don’t want you to sit here and feel bad for me or I don’t need you to pity me, but people who do this; you are not alone and things ALWAYS get better, just try to trust me on that.

My break up with Caden took an emotional toll on me, as you can see. It was a really rough patch of my life. I am not going to say it was because of how much I loved him, because what we did to each other wasn’t love. We were in love with the idea of us not the reality. It is really hard to put into words how hurt I once was, but I slowly learned over time that love shouldn’t be this evil back and forth game. You shouldn’t “want to get back at someone”. And if you really cared about a person you wouldn’t want to hurt them as maliciously as I did. I am not going to sit here and take the blame for everything that went on between Caden and I, but I was a big part of the reason we broke up. What he did wasn’t right either, because it made me feel like I never meant anything to him, which he quickly proved.

I could sit here and go on and on and on about him and I, but its really not worth it at this point and the only thing it is doing for me is bringing up these awful memories. I just really wish some women and men read this and can kind of get some advice from it. Individuals need to know their self worth and never let your happiness depend on someone else because it will emotionally break you. Self harm is something that is way worse than most people think. I have the scars on my body to remind myself of those frightful times every day and if I could go back and change how I handled things I would in a heart beat. Women; don’t ever let a man make you feel that way, you are amazing, no matter what you are going through, what your past consists of, or how you have made others feel.

I don’t want to try and change your mind or the way you feel, I just want people to know they are never alone. Out there some where in this crazy world there is someone like you struggling to live the next day. Reach out and seek help when help is needed, trust me you will be so grateful that you did. Because I know I am lucky to be alive each and every day because I reached out to people who cared about me. I got the help I needed and I wouldn’t be where I am without the support of my friends, family, and current boyfriend. As you have heard many times before; your past does not define you. Go out their and try to do something good for yourself. I know when I do something good, or come to terms with my past, I feel good and almost feel as ease, because at least I am trying.

My relationship with Caden taught me a lot, but all this didn’t stop me from sleeping with him again a year later for a couple months. BUT that is a whole other situation that I haven’t decided if I will talk about. For now, just try to keep the things I have said in the back of your mind if you are going through a tough time. I promise you things will improve.

The Beginning Of The End With Caden

Good morning! Hope everyone had a relaxing weekend. I spent mine looking at houses and kittens (I am literally obsessed with all animals and so isn’t my boyfriend). But back to the important stuff; a.k.a talking about all my shitty experiences. I will get back to mine and Caden’s relationships for all you Caden fans out there. I want to warn you all that this story I am about to tell you is very hard for me to talk about. I hate remembering it and the feeling that goes through my body when I do, because it truly was one of the worst experiences of my life. Caden and I had the most horrible break up ever and it wasn’t even because it was abusive or anything like my past break ups; it was because we truly cared about one another and knew we couldn’t continue being together after everything we put one another through.

Caden and I never really trusted each other. Especially if one of us went away and the other was at home. Well this is how the break up started. Caden was going away with his family and family friends. Well the other family they went with had a girl about his age that went as well. So guess what I did as soon as I found that out? I freaked out. I was not happy, an immediate feeling of jealousy went through my body. However, Caden had a way of making me feeling like everything was okay. He reassured me plenty of times before he left that nothing was going to happen.We actually had a really good talk before he left. Then the day before he was leaving came. I had some people over my house that Friday night and he had to leave because he had an early flight that next morning. I remember I was drinking and doing stupid shit because I was so pissed about him and this trip (I know I am absolutely crazy).

After he had left my house, all my guy friends were still there; including Ken. I am sure you can guess where this night ended up going. I ended up sleeping with one of my guy friends, we will name him David. David and I always had this “very friendly” relationship and this wasn’t the first time we had slept together. My bad decisions didn’t end there, but we will save those for your imagination. Now in my mind, the morning after, I immediately regretted everything, but I thought Caden would never find out. Boy was I wrong. One of his guy friends ended up telling him. I honestly think it was Ken, but funny thing is Ken and I always slept together; in my past relationships, during my breaks, during arguments with my boyfriends, he was the one I would always go to. So it was funny when Ken (the main culprit) told him.

I wasn’t aware that Caden knew this whole time he was away. But it explains it now, why he wasn’t answering my texts, calls, voicemails. He literally sent me a text once a day maybe. It ended up leading me going absolutely psycho. I found myself in the hospital because I tried taking my own life. That didn’t phase Caden, he did not care. Because this whole time I was at home trying to get a hold of him he was sleeping with the girl he went on vacation with. They actually formed a relationship while they were there together. Pictures were being posted by Caden’s mom all over Facebook of the two of them, it was almost like a slap in the face. But little did I know what was going to happen next! When they got back Caden broke up with me and he started dating her. Caden wouldn’t see me when he first got back, he wouldn’t talk to me, he completely dropped off the face of the Earth. Until I saw that they were together on social media. So not only did we cheat on each other at the same time, but he started dating the girl that he cheated on me with. I completely lost it. There is plenty more to this story that I will get to next week, but for now I will leave you with this question.

Would you ever be able to forgive someone if they did the things Caden and I did to each other?

I can admit fully that what I did was wrong. I am able to admit all my mistakes from my past and apologize for every single one of them. It may not mean anything to anyone at this point, but in my mind it puts me at peace. I look back at the things I did to Caden now and I truly feel bad. No one ever deserves that, which then made me believe that I got what I deserved as well.

“Somebody Call 911”

Soooo I want to take a little break from talking about relationships. I am getting bored with it at the moment and I am sure some of you are too. Don’t worry though, for those of you interested in the rest of Caden and I’s relationship I will be continuing the stories next week. For now I want to rewind a little bit back to college and when I was attending Emmanuel to share some hot mess stories I remembered last night.

Remember how I told you that I drank A LOT in college? Well it was almost an excessive amount. Also, remember Anthony? Yeah he has something to do with this because he always liked to smoke and drink. He also ALWAYS skipped class so he had an excuse to do it during the week days. Like I told you, I think Tuesdays was everybody’s “break” day. Well on a couple occasions the ambulance came to campus, not always for me, but maybe a couple times…

One specific story is Anthony’s 18th or 19th birthday, we went to liquor store and decided to both get our own bottle of alcohol. For some reason I decided to get dragon berry Bacardi (this story is the reason I do not drink Bacardi anymore). We went back to the dorms, started pre-gaming and then went out. When we came back from being out all night, I was at the point of no return. I ended up drinking my ENTIRE bottle of Bacardi to my face. I’m gagging at the moment while typing this. The only thing I can remember is one of the dorm directors in my face yelling if I was ok. The reason being is because I fell off of Anthony’s bed, landed on my elbow, bit the tip of my tongue off so I was gushing blood, and hit my head. I don’t even remember if I was sleeping and rolled a little to far off the bed or what, but it was BAD. Anthony was yelling for someone to help him and they had called 911. I was immediately rushed to the hospital and got x-rays done and my B.A.C taken. Anthony decided to come along with me while he was trashed, so it was a complete shit show. I just remember crying at the hospital in those beds they put you in before your admitted.

I was discharged that same night because I begged them not to admit me (which, now that I think of it, I don’t know why because I was inebriated). The story doesn’t end there. On our way home, we were taken by an Emmanuel shuttle I think? But Anthony was actually so drunk that he puked all over his sweatshirt. So there I was in a sling in one seat and Anthony in the other with puke all over himself. I look back at it and just think to myself “what the fuck was my life”. My elbow ended up being fractured I think? And Anthony didn’t end up having to pay extra for the puke because somehow the driver didn’t notice? I DON’T KNOW. All I know was that it was one big mess.

Stories like this were an every weekend thing for myself, Anthony, and my roommates. There was another time my sophomore year where Courtney, I and some other friends were drinking in my dorm room. I got so drunk that I was running down the dorm hallways, hit a water fountain, and knocked the entire thing off the wall. Pipes and shit hanging out everywhere. There are actually pictures to prove it and the ambulance showed up again for me. I think the week after this happened is when I moved out and transferred to another school. Your probably thinking “how convenient”, well I certainly didn’t end up having to pay for that water fountain!

But enough of the college drunken nights. I will get back to the relationships next week to tell you a little bit on how Caden and I’s ended. Have a good weekend everyone 🙂

Exotic Love

Happy Monday! Hope everyone had a relaxing weekend because it was absolutely beautiful out! I also want to take this time to thank each and every one of you that reaches out to me. Whether its a comment, question, concern, or a compliment I appreciate every single one of them! Its really awesome to see how some of you can really relate to many of my stories.

As you have seen relationships were never my strongest part of life. If anything they were my weakest. I trusted no one, my communication skills sucked because all I ever did was argue, unless I got what I wanted, I can see why Caden, Nate, and Frankie got upset with me sometimes. It was just difficult times and I am so happy I grew out of that and became the person I am today because of those relationships. This leads me into my next story with Caden.

I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t have a specific story, maybe just our overall relationship was a hot mess. All I knew is that I was head over heels for him and I was never confident that he felt the same way. On multiple occasions I found naked pictures of other girls on his phone, not once, not twice, but maybe three or four times. They weren’t random girls either. Some of them were my friends that other guys had sent him, or others were girls from my high-school that I hated. I never knew how he got them, why he wanted them, or what he did with them (I mean I guess you could use your imagination), I just immediately got upset. I mean, wouldn’t you? He hid them in a locked app on his phone and I found them EVERY TIME. We would fight, he would make up excuses, I would get super upset, we wouldn’t talk, I would go out and do my thing, and he would go out and do his. Now this was a constant cycle.

I guess you could say I had these nasty cycles in all my relationships. But it was a little different with Caden. He and I had great times and when they were good they were absolutely the best. I think that is why I never left him or he never left me because when we were happy nothing could compare to it. We talked about moving out together, starting a family together, even marriage sometimes because at some moments we were THAT happy.Our love to each other was exotic, crazy, and wild. It was almost like a euphoric high being with him. However, when things were bad like I said before, they were really bad. The fights we got in were horrible, our friends literally couldn’t stand being around us at some points because all we would do is bitch. I would cry, he would yell, nasty names would be tossed at each other. I couldn’t tell you how many times I called him stupid and an idiot (I immediately took them back after our fights). He never really would call me anything bad, unless he was really angry with me. Remember how I told you he sucked at communication? Well ya, things never were solved between us. So as the relationship went on, our anger got worse. I can admit thought that the good times definitely out weigh the bad times, well up until the end of our relationship.

I told you in the last post I don’t think Caden was a bad person deep down. I think he truly cared about me, but our personalities just didn’t match up. We had our bad times, but I am obviously to blame for some of those too. It wasn’t all him. When we were together we both were very immature. Partying and friends were our main priority, instead of each other. I think, one day, we will be able to be friends again, but we had a pretty bad break up. And after our break up we still saw each other again about a year later, which didn’t turn out the greatest either. The next post is when you will hear about the break up because throughout our three year relationship I can’t think of any other distinct stories, other than the ones I already mentioned. Because all in all the connection between us was non comparable. I once again find myself rambling on again and just writing everything I am thinking at the moment. So I am going to stop here!

Caden

You know when you just have an overall bad morning? WELL that has been me this entire morning…reason why this post is a little late. But I hope everyone’s morning has been better than mine! Also happy Friday junior to all 🙂

I am just going to dive right into mine and Caden’s relationship because it was a long, long road. After Nate and I finally ended things Caden and I started getting really close. It became more than just a hook up, to where we were hanging out with each other’s siblings and families. Then my sophomore year of college he came and visited me almost every weekend. I was even going home to see him sometimes because I hated being away from him. Caden finally grew the balls to ask me out and we became the official boyfriend and girlfriend.

You can also probably notice a pattern by now that I liked to hop from one friend to another. Let me tell you; BAD IDEA. To all you females out there, do not be a homie hopper. It leads you to nothing good and all your guy friends will talk about you and talk shit about you. Funny thing is all my guy friends did and sometimes they would even talk shit about me to Caden, but he didn’t stick up for me. Caden was on the quiet side at the beginning of our relationship. He had no communication skills and to be honest I still don’t think he does. His friends were like family to him so they always came first and then drinking came second (then I fit in somewhere after those)! I was already close with a lot of his friends so when Caden and I started dating and going out to places together I just grew closer to all of them. We would all go out, drink, smoke, do whatever and honestly we had so much fucking fun. I think some of the funnest times I have had was with that group of guys and Caden.

The beginning of our relationship included tons and tons of drinking and partying. It was almost an every night thing, especially since I was in college he would come visit me on the weekends and if nothing was going on there I would go home to him and we would find parties. (QUICK FACT: I only stayed at Emmanuel for half a semester my sophomore year because I was dealing with court due to the restraining order on Nate and my GPA was dropping insanely from partying. I then transferred to UMASS Lowell where I commuted). I thought all of this was awesome, enjoying life with someone whom I fell in love with (and let me tell you, i fell hard for this kid, more in love than I have ever been before), drinking and partying, with not a worry in the world. EXCEPT until trust issues became a thing.

Trusting someone takes a lot and as you can see from my past it wasn’t always my strongest quality. Due to me cheating and my past boyfriends lying. Also, Caden knew everything about my past relationships so he knew my track record, which didn’t help at all. I remember the first time I caught him lying to me, he was talking to this other girl, who actually came to me and told me about it. He was telling her how prettier she was than me, how I was nothing compared to that girl, and how bad he wanted her. The girl actually sent me the screenshots of the conversation. I was mortified, to say the least. Talk about a dagger being stabbed into you. So me being me, guess what I did? I had to get back at him. That is when all the fighting began. And our fights were not pretty.

I will give you a little insight on one fight before I let you go and enjoy your day. Also it will give you an idea of what is to come during Caden and I’s relationship. This one time we were in a nasty fight about something stupid and he called me a C***. LADIES NEVER LET A MAN CALL YOU THIS AN IF YOU DO SMACK THEM!!!!! Which is what I did, I gave him a nice right hook to the face. Not sure if I actually hit him because it all happened so fast, but he learned to never call me that again.

Now that you have learned a little about the new mess I got myself into, you will hear about the lying, cheating, horrible fights, crappy situations, but you will also hear some good stories. Because deep down I don’t think Caden is a bad person and I think he truly means well. But that we will save for another day!

Have a good weekend 🙂

Relationship From Hell Comes To An End

Good morning and happy Monday everyone! I hope everyone had a great weekend and I am sorry for taking a little break on Thursday, but now we can get back to the most ridiculous stories you may have ever heard. So last week I talked about how my roommates left me high and dry, but this week I want to get into my break up with Nate.

If Nate and I weren’t already bad enough for you maybe your mind will change after this. I cant remember if it was after I moved out freshman year or if I was still attending school, but I decided to cut things off with Nate. I am almost 99% sure it was the summer after I moved out of the dorms. I had also ended things with Anthony and moved on from that mess, but me being me decided to move on to ANOTHER mess. I started seeing another close friend of mine, but I guess it wasn’t “seeing” it was more just hooking up. We are going to name him Caden. Now, funny thing is, Caden was also really close with Nate. So Caden and I were keeping what we were doing a secret and by secret I mean, everyone knew what we were doing except Nate.

At this point I was so sick of Nate trying to still be a part of my life and still trying to control my every move that I just did not care. Like I have mentioned before I always had these big summer parties. I had tried ending things with Nate, but he just refused to let me. I had one of these parties and didn’t invite him, but I invited Caden. I am sure you can guess where the night ended up going with Caden, but Nate on the other hand just wouldn’t leave me alone. The morning after this party I had about 150 missed calls from Nate, I texted him to please stop (and I can admit what I was doing was not the best way to go about things). However, I thought he would get the hint, but I guess not.

Since I did not answer my phone and I literally had nothing to say to Nate, he decided to run to my house from his friends house down the street. Emilia and I were actually just hanging out at my house, I had just gotten out of the shower, standing in my room in a towel, when we heard my front door open. Guess who it was?! Ding ding ding you guessed right; Nate. He ran right into my room and started yelling, Emilia and I literally had no idea what to do. So I sat him down and only knew one way to make him leave me alone forever and for good and that was to tell him everything I have done behind his back. And when I mean EVERYTHING i told him about me and all his friends, Anthony, all my college hook ups, and I think I told him about Caden because he asked me who the marks on my neck were from. Let me tell you, this whole idea of mine was NOT a good one. I should of known how he was going to react.

His first reaction was to get up, grab a dog toy, and throw it at my face. After he threw that at me he proceeded to spit on my face (mind you I was still in just a towel and Emilia was watching this whole thing in utter panic). I was in complete shock as well and didn’t know what to do, so after he spit on me he ran out into my living room and threw my nephews toys everywhere, then he ran out of my house. My immediate reaction was to chase after him and when I met him in my driveway he spit on me 3 more times pushed me and decided to run off. It all happened so fast that the first thing I did was call my friend Ken. Remember him from elementary school? He was like a brother to me during high school and college. He took me to the police station and I had filed a restraining order on Nate.

At this point I think everyone was in shock because the tormenting didn’t stop after he ran away from my house. Nate decided to make a group chat with about 50 guys and send all my nude pictures out. Ken being one of them, so he obviously showed me and told me. I had told the cops this, but at this point they could not do anything. The restraining order lead us to many court dates and having to see each other awkwardly, but I am going to cut myself off from here because I could go on for hours about how awful this whole situation was and I find my self rambling. So stay tuned because in Thursdays post you’ll learn more about Caden who I ended up dating for 3 years.

Trust No Man. Fear No Bitch.

Happy Monday to everyone! The last story I shared with you, probably has some of you questioning who it was about, some of you may be right, but like I said it will never be told! If you want, feel free to message me and guess!

Towards the end of my freshman year things started to become rocky with the roommates. I was hanging out with Anthony A LOT and Maggie started a connection with another one of our guy friends. However, my roommates started to not enjoy being around Anthony so we would never be in my room, always his. But Courtney, Maggie and her boy all got along very well so they were together 24/7. Following along yet? It can honestly get confusing, I know. Going forward it started this divide between my roommates and I. Maggie and Courtney were inseparable and I sorta just got pushed to the side. I am not completely blaming them because I also did it to myself spending all this time with Anthony. They also didn’t like that I was STILL seeing Nate too.

So time went on, a couple months went by and it was time to choose roommates for sophomore year. We had always agreed that it was going to be us 3 no matter what because if not, one of us would be left out and left alone to get a random roommate. Take a wild guess at who that ended up being….me. I think it was the day we went down to the seminar room and sat with the people to tell them who we wanted to be with and where. My roommates texted me THAT DAY to let me know that they decided to room together, in a double, without me, because it would work better that way and because their parents thought I was a bad influence on them. I immediately froze, I was with Anthony when i got the text, so I instantly started crying.

It was almost like having your two best friends completely desert you and stab you in the back. They obviously had this planned and didn’t want to tell me, so they decided to wait until the day of. I remember they told me they thought “it was the best decision for all of us”. I was SO PISSED. I wanted nothing to do with them, I can honestly say at that moment I absolutely hated them. I was so furious and angry that I NEVER slept in my room, I went home almost every weekend, and when I did see them it was complete and utter silence, unless I was telling them to get their shit off my belongings. I think even Anthony might have asked them why they did what they did and he never got a straight answer out of them either. I know to some of you this might not seem like a big deal, but just try to put yourself in my shoes for the time being and think about how you would feel.

I wasn’t going to anymore parties because I was barely on campus. So I started to lose friends because I was never around anymore. Maggie and Courtney made me look like the bad guy in this whole situation and I really don’t think they gave a shit because they never once apologized, except until the summer going into sophomore year, which at that point I didn’t care about the situation anymore. They just kept enjoying their time like nothing ever happened and honestly, it hurt. It hurt bad, it wasn’t even like It was because I had to be alone and get a random roommate, it was more because of how mean, evil and malicious the whole situation was. How I though these two girls were my good friends and they could do that to me.

As usual time went on and the hurt became less and less. I grew to just not give a shit and move on with my life without them. I moved out my freshman year without saying a word or even bye. Frankly, I thought I was never going to speak to either of them again. But Courtney did eventually reach out to me and apologize. Maggie ended up deciding to go to a different school. So in the end their little plan fell through. Courtney ended up getting a house off campus and actually asked me to move in, but I said no. However, during our sophomore year I started hanging out with her again, which I will explain more about at a later time. Even though I started hanging out with her again didn’t mean I forgot what she did to me. I really don’t think I will ever grow to forget what they did, maybe forgive, but never forget.

This experience really taught me to never trust anyone. You would think I already had that mentality because of all the shitty guys I dated, but I didn’t. No matter how close you are to someone, how much you share with that person, they always have that ability to turn around stab you in the back and hurt you and that thought scares the shit out of me.

I want to let you guys know that I will be taking this Thursday off from my blog because I have so much to do for my sisters wedding on Saturday! I hope you all have a wonderful week and continue to follow the stories. Thank you for everything and all the kind words I have received throughout this! You all are amazing 🙂

Proceed With Caution, It’s Ratchet

As my college experience went on things got more interesting. From fights with the roommates, to questionable hook ups, drunken nights, and endless laughs; it was an alluring adventure. There are so many stories I could tell, but I honestly do not think some are appropriate for the viewers (a.k.a my family).

I will tell you one story that I will never forget from my freshman year, but I will not directly tell you who it is about. This story is quite inappropriate, but it is too good not to tell. So judge if you want to, but remember you don’t know who it is about!

Emmanuel students were always going to Harvard parties or different sorority/frat parties that were around Boston. Emmanuel is a dry campus so no one ever wanted to have a huge party, unless it was at the LAX house or soccer house. However, there was this one distinct night; the black light party. So everyone wore white and there were glow sticks, glow paint, everything you can imagine that could glow was there.Pretty much it was a big hump fest and an excuse for people to hook up wherever with whoever. Now remember I am not going to say who this is about, but you can try to guess, although the secret will never be revealed.

There were 3 girls in the bathroom at this party. Now this bathroom was an old basement, grungy, small bathroom. It was actually really disgusting if I remember correctly. The 3 girls could barely fit into it and there was a line to use it. One of the girls was peeing and the 2 other girls left and let a boy into the bathroom. I’m sure you already thinking about where this story is going, but you probably wont guess what I am about to say. The girl and the guy sat there awkwardly drunk in silence in the almost pitch dark bathroom. And keep in mind the girl was still on the toilet peeing! So he was just kind of standing there staring at her. Next thing you know he whips it out and as I say “it” you know what I am talking about.

The girl sat there in utter confusion and didn’t know what to do. So she decided well its there in front of me, why not give him head. So that’s what she did, while peeing on the toilet, in a frat party bathroom, in the pitch dark, with strobe lights beaming in. Can you just imagine this, I sit here and laugh because I don’t know how much more ratchet it can get. It’s literally a perfect depiction of what frat parties are like and an overall description of how college hooks ups can really be BAD. This story lives on to this day and is always talked about because it was something my roommates and I could just not forget. it also caused a lot of problems with relationships and so on, but all that information is for another day. That poor girl still gets shit for it because after she did that in the bathroom she continued to go out and make out with a bunch of people. And those “people” were all best friends and on the same basketball team.

But remember, these stories are not for you to sit there and judge, but everyone is entitled to their own opinion. But hey, who hasn’t had just an awful or weird hookup? I am sure there are plenty of you out there! Stories like this are the best to read and hear about because it makes you think about “wow, that girl has had it way worse than me” or “I guess my ratchet hook up wasn’t half as bad as that situation”and that’s what this whole blog is about. To make you look at your life in a different light and relate to the stories and kind of find humor in the bad things.

Imagine being that girl and then walking around campus that Monday after the party. Or seeing all those guys and being tormented by them. I know her and she still finds a way to laugh about it in the end, no matter how bad she made herself look. I also blame those two other girls for leaving her in the bathroom!! Just kidding, when your in college you should be old enough to figure out whats right and wrong and unfortunately that girl did the opposite of what was right.

Now I hope you have enjoyed my college journey, but it has yet to end, there are still a few more memories I would like to share, but for now have an awesome weekend! 🙂