Dear Cosmic Universe,
I know it has been centuries since I wrote to you, but things have been beyond crazy in my small corner of the universe. So many old faces have come back into my world, and some new faces have surfaced. Where to begin?
Mr. A will always be in my life, that I am quite certain of.
Remember Mr. Immature? If you don’t take a moment or two to browse down the page and re-read a few of the entries. Go…right now. I am waiting. Done yet? How about now? Sigh. Now?
Haha. Well, he is back. The Wicked Witch of the Frat House has finally been squashed, the red heels taken, and she turned to dust. (insert the song from the Wizard of Oz – lol) Well…sort of. The visual makes me happy at least.
Anyway, back to the point- he finally found his spine and got rid of her. And slowly but surely, I am starting to see the old Mr. Immature that I loved so dearly. My partner in crime is back, and it’s never felt so good to see him smile.
Although, there are times I think I only have enough time or patience for Mr. A and Mr. Immature but I have two other very interesting men in my life. The Cowboy and Slick. I think my favorite part of new people entering my life is formulating a fun and interesting nickname for them.
The Cowboy- oh, he is something. He is one of those types that is sweet to the core and could melt your heart with one flash of his smile. Good old Christian boy, strong morals, close to his family – the type of guy your mommadukes would love.
Cowboy has that rugged look. His idea of dressing up is jeans and a button-up, and let me tell you…he has that look that makes you want that button-up to come off. Sigh. For the love of Versace, the man even wears cologne called Stetson…as in the hat. Even though he looks tough he is so unsure of himself, he has had his heart crushed…the type you just want to help fix.
And help fix I did. I boosted his spirits, taught him how to stand tall and reminded him what a backbone was. Until it bit me in the ass. A few months of us at odds, coupled with his heart being broken and me being the apparent “cause”, he finally pulled his head from his ass. I have my Cowboy back, but with him coming back comes a whole lot of baggage.
How are we suppose to act around each other? Do we just forget all the bitterness between us? How am I suppose to trust him again? Because it is quite evident that trust is not my strong point- always had issues with trusting people around me.
Onto Slick. This guy, he is an interesting one. To me, he is everything opposite of Mr. Immature and the Cowboy. He is a cocky little son of a gun, with an ego bigger than the room. And the first time he saw me, I knew I was screwed. He is not the type of guy I wanted to have me on their radar.
He is a sweet talking, smooth moving pain in my ass. He is everything that gives me a head ache, and it all is so intriguing. He walks in with his jelled hair and leather jacket…all tall, dark, and handsome- the swoon that follows is inevitable. But once you finally have recovered from his smooth entry you are back to hating yourself for falling for it. Ohhhh, he is good.
I guess I can never say my life is dull. Because with these four in it, it is certainly far from it.
So Cosmic Universe, what do you have in store for me now? You have given me some very interesting players…so what’s the game? What’s the next step?
Excuse me as I go searching for the answers,
Little Miss University