I just recently broke up with my boyfriend of ten months, the longest relationship i have had. I will tell you i am a freshman at a big school, 18 years old, member of a sorority, and a freshman. We started dating when i was a senior in high school and he was a sophomore at a college 2 hours away. Once i started going to college we were closer and the drive was only and hour and fifteen minutes. I thought it would work. Once i joined a sorority i was surrounded by the party scene every day of the week, and an endless amount of boys to flirt with. I would never cheat on my boyfriend, ever. And i did love him, and i think i always will care for him. I started to compare him to other guys and wish he was more like them. As awful as that sounds. I wish he was taller, and i wish he was not so cheap. I spend so much money on clothes cause my dad is really well off, and my ex was rich but so cheap. He would make me feel guilty if i wanted to get an appetizer for dinner, which eventually lead to me thinking that he thought i was fat. I am not fat, i have boobs and hips, but i am not fat. I also wanted him to be at the same school as me. He was at one of our rival schools and he was obsessed with it. When i was in high school i was so satisfied with our relationship. Once college started it totally changed. It made me think how could he be so happy with me when he is already in college. This past month we have been off and on. Whenever i was drunk i would break up with him on the phone and stuff. He is NOT sensitive but he would cry. And for some reason, i wanted him to cry. I wanted him to hurt like i had. After we had a break i made out with another guy, which absolute killed my boyfriend. And once we got back together and broke up again i made out with another one. I am not a whore. I get lonely, and i want to feel wanted and loved and sexy. I like doing things out of the ordinary. And i thought by kissing other guys it would make me get over him too. It has been about two weeks now that me and my ex have broken up. And i refuse to get back together with him. Sure, i miss having someone to talk to and having the comfort of knowing he is there. But i am over it. I really am. This is all i want to talk about tonight, if any of you guys have any questions please tell me. I am going to try to start doing this as a daily habit from now on. Well, i am off to shower then watch some nip/tuck and hopefully fall asleep before 4 in the morning. I am a night owl.
-your freshman girl
