When I first met Jackson, I thought he was so ridiculously awesome that he had to have a girlfriend. After a few conversations and no mention of a girlfriend, I convinced myself that he had to be single and we were made for each other. Once we became Facebook friends, I saw pictures of him with one specific girl and I decided they were totally dating. [Insert 24 hours of mourning here.]
During this depressing disaster zone, Jackson and I hung out twice. Yes, twice. In large group settings nonetheless, but still I think we had a blast. He complimented mine and Lydia's cooking and we now have a couple of inside jokes. Friendship is beginning to blossom, beautifully of course.
After further investigation, I've found that this facebook-picture-chick is a long-past ex-girlfriend, and they haven't been much of friends since they broke up two years ago. Only in the past month have they started "catching up." That's right, at the exact same time I met Jackson, this girlie started trying to rekindle their love by showing him funny YouTube videos and meeting up for ice cream. I don't want to be possessive, but I would like to say to this girl: Stop living in the past!
If she doesn't move on, I'll be forced to.
Trying not to worry yet contemplating being more aggressive,
Kitty
Two girls' misadventures in the world of romance.
that b*tch!
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