6 months since last post. awesome. I am at the airport, on my way to Seattle. Hooray for Port Columbus's free wireless. I have some good updates for you. The first thing I need to get off my chest is that I have a new boyfriend. Yay! The catch: I haven't gotten rid of the old one yet. Yikes. I have two boyfriends. Though a part of me thinks that's awesome, I mean that I typically have a problem finding one boyfriend and now I have two, I don't think the boys will see this awesomeness. New boy: name is Chad, I met him at camp. He's super nice. We went on our first date last night, dinner, movie, ice cream, walk around campus (not in that order). Loved it. Had a great time. Gave me detailed contact information to stay in touch during my 5-week absence. Mentioned possible airport pickup upon return. Has many other good things going for him, too numerous to mention. Old boy: Have talked to for a total of 15 minutes in the last 4 months. Explains low guilt for date with new boy. My first love that I will never forget, and still not sure I wanna give up, especially since I'm not entirely certain about new boy. But pretty certain. I see the challenge in breaking up with him being coming up with a good enough reason for us not to be together, besides the fact that I have someone new. That would make me sound like a man-eating bitch. Maybe I am a man-eating bitch. But I don't think I'm in love with him anymore. I was just still talking to him to pass the time until I got to see him again, which doesn't appear to be soon. Maybe if I could actually spend time with him I could fall in love with him again. This sucks. Next update: Camp! I went to camp again. Camp Firebird, for kids with epilepsy. I love it there. I wouldn't think that one week a year of my life would have such a role, but this place is incredible. The kids need it. I need it. I got sick at camp again. Last year I got sick the day I got home, but this year I got sick on Thursday before we left. Probably has something to do with dragging canoe for a hundred hours on Wednesday. Slipped and fell in river twice. I was a wreck. Enter Chad with comforting words and a hug. Begin crush on Chad. My camper also got "sick" on Thursday. Seizures all day Thursday and Friday. We stay in bed/cabin for two days. Cold appreciated R and R; I got a little bored. She was finally back into things for closing ceremonies on Saturday. Chad drives me home. At very last minute mentions that we could catch dinner sometime. I say how about in the next two days, because that's all the time I have left in C'bus. And that's where we are. I have a feeling that in the coming weeks you Xangaers will hear a lot more of Marjorie's boyfriend saga. Got nothing else to do this summer. |