Why does life hate me?
So I'm taking summer classes at my uni, and working as an intern at the school herbarium. It's great. I look forward to my Tuesdays and Thursdays because working at the herbarium is so fun! My supervisors are so friendly and nice, and I'm working with an awesome person named Katie. However today was an exception.
Let me have the setup of the area: we work in this big classroom, my back facing the main door, and Katie is facing me, and thus facing the main entrance.
So we're mounting plants together, when one of our supervisors, Jen, comes in and asks us of we're working til 5, and we say yes. She's like, "Oh wonderful! We're having a party for someone who donated a large amount of money to us! There will be food and beverages, you two should come!" We both agree and it's great and all. I then remembered that my ex works at the catering service at school, but I'm like, "nah, they're probably not going to hire the service." Lo and behold I then hear a very familiar voice. I start panicking. I look around and try to hear better. I guess my face had a distressed expression on it because Katie asks me what's wrong. I tell her that I think my ex is catering the event today. Her eyes widen in shock and she's like "oh my god...that's awful. Wait, what does he look like? I can see him when he comes back in. He has dark hair." I describe him to her, and she looks and nods. Then I hear him tell Jen, "Oh, my name is Bryan." I hit my head on the table. At this point, Katie is laughing at my misfortune and feeling sorry for me at the same time. I felt like a cornered animal.
We continue to work as the party starts. Jen comes in and was like, "ladies! why aren't you at the party? I was saying my speech and noticed that you two weren't there!" We apologized, but told her that we did hear her speech, and she did great. She then tells us to finish mounting the specimens we were working on and then go join the party. Katie kinda laughs at me. We finish the specimens and go mingle with people. Katie, being such an awesome person, tried to shield me from his line of view. It didn't work too well, because I'm pretty sure he saw me.
I thought I had gotten away with not having to talk to him, but oooooh no, as if life would be that easy. We had finished eating the food provided and were holding onto dirty plates. We didn't know what to do with those said plates. Turns out, we had to give the plates to my ex. You can imagine the awkwardness that ensued. Katie offered to give my plate to him, but that would seem like I'm purposely avoiding him so I gave him my plate. There was that awkward "hi. how are you?" talk. And then he proceeds to talk about his mom. Like ok, I thought I didn't have to put up with that after we broke up, but apparently not. We then say our goodbyes and I proceed to go back to mounting plants. Seeing him today seriously made me question why I agreed to go out with him in the first place. Yes, he's a very nice and friendly guy, but I don't know. I just cringe whenever I see him.
At this point in my life, I don't see myself dating anyone. Does the idea of having someone sound appealing? Yes. I mean, a couple moved into the other room in our apt, and they're just so cute together. I think that they're cute, and I'm happy that they're happy together. But I just don't see myself with someone else. Maybe it's because there's a lot of horny douchebags at my uni that I'm on guard 24/7. Or maybe I'm afraid that once I get into a relationship, and stay in it for a long period of time, I'll be too attached to let go. Not attached as in "I love you sooo much" attached, but attached in the sense that I have spent so much time in this relationship that I feel that it would be a pity to let it go, or I wouldn't know how to break up with him/her. That was a reason why I broke up with Bryan. I just didn't like him anymore, and to drag it on wouldn't have been good for either of us.