Goodbye text

So I had lunch with the Brohamster the other day. He was on campus and we both had time before our classes began. It’s cool to be able to be friends with him now. He talked about issues with his girlfriend. I talked about all the drama in my life. It was nice. A throw back to last year before we stopped hanging out, and before all the drama and fighting happened between us. We’re way better off as friends. It’s just funny that we see that now. Maybe he always saw that and I’m just now catching on. I’m kind of dense at times. Ok, so there we were having lunch. ATC texted me, which was funny cause I was talking about him and telling Brohamster all about everything that happened between us. While talking about ATC I get a text message. My phone talks to me to tell me who’s calling. “Message from ATC”. It’s kind of cool. It freaks some people out. “Is your phone talking to you??” But, it amuses me. And, I like knowing who it is calling/texting before I have to look at my phone. Yes, I’ve said it many, many times: I like instant gratification! So I’m expecting my phone to say that it’s ATC. But instead it says “Message from 979…….” I think my eyes almost popped out of my head! It was the Marine! I deleted his number so that I wouldn’t be tempted to call or text him anymore. I don’t have his number memorized, I just know it’s a 979 area code. I hadn’t talked to him since our fight, and he was ignoring all of my attempts to communicate. The text said “I’m about to fly out. Goodbye. Perhaps we can be friends when I get back.” Holy crap! I mean, I know that I probably shouldn’t be so excited that I heard from him. At least, I shouldn’t admit that I was so excited. But, I’ve confessed to worse, so yes, I was beyond ecstatic that he texted me. He didn’t have to. I didn’t think he would. I texted him back to be safe and take care of himself and I would love to be friends when he gets back. Again, I know I shouldn’t be so excited, but I’m smiling again just thinking about it. I’m already planning how different I’m going to be when he gets back. I’m not saying I’m going to wait for him. That would be pointless, since I don’t know what’s going to happen (if anything). I’m just saying that I know what it is I need to do differently to not scare him away this time. I need to not be so aggressive. I need to let him man up and take control. I need to do my own thing and let him figure himself out. I need to get to know him slowly. I need to let him get to know me slowly. And, I mean, this is assuming I don’t meet someone else in the meantime. I’m not going to wait for him. But, I’m also not going to actively pursue anything else. I’m really trying to focus on school this semester anyway. And that’s not just the excuse of a lonely, pathetic girl. “I didn’t want to date anyway. I’m focusing on school” or “I’m focusing on my cats. Schmookie and Pookums need a lot of attention, so I couldn’t possibly date right now!” It’s serious. I have an intense semester of classes I’m stoked about and want to make the most of. That being said, I’m in class right now writing this, so…. In my defense, this class is horribly boring, and I still have 2 hours and 10 minutes left. YUCK! Oh, but back to the Marine. I also got an email from him mom the day he left. She said how nice it was to meet me and asked about being back to school and said to stay in touch. The Brohamster said that’s a good sign. However, I pointed out to him that his mom liked me too, so… Moms like me. I’m a nice person, and it was obvious how into her son I was, and how I tried to help him out. But, it was still nice to get an email from her reinforcing that she liked me. No matter what happens with the Marine, I’m just glad that he’s not still mad or whatever, and that he didn’t leave on bad terms. I hate leaving things on bad terms. It sucks knowing people don’t like me or are mad at me and don’t want to talk to me. Why can’t everyone just get along, you know? Just because we didn’t work out doesn’t mean we need to hate each other. We obviously cared something for each other at some point. Anyway, it’s back to my diet and working out and getting in shape over these next few months. A few months to focus on school and myself: there could be worse things.