The Story - Part 1

Day 139-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------


Haven't really been in the mood for writing lately. Thank you all my faithful blog readers who have checked up on my website to read this. I appreciate you bearing with me.


So I almost let him go last week, a few days after my last blog. I had all of the things he gave me on my bed and I really was going to do it. I had a speech all planned out and everything. I was going to walk up to Jamie and say, "I've worked really hard to make this work, and I don't know what happened, but I can't do this anymore. I don't deserve to be treated like this". Then I was going to had him his stuff, including the dog tag he gave me and I was going to walk away.

But that's not how it went. - Let me start from the beginning.

Our staff has recently decided that Tues - Thurs the girls are required to go to a work out session right after trade. It's absolutely mandatory to be there, but not to work out. They set this up because a lot of the girls are a little (or a lot) on the heavy side and although they are interested in losing weight, they are too self conscious to go to the weight room that is always over populated with males. Some don't even want to work out in front of anyone, period. Quite frankly, I don't blame them. So they staff set up this new program where we go to the gym, girls only, and turn all the lights off so you can't really see anyone. Then we work out to this thing called Zumba which is a dance video. They did this one video with kicking and punching and I liked that one a lot more (I can't dance to save my life), but of course I was the only one who liked it.

Anyway, it just so happened that the water was shut off (they're doing construction on center) and after working out I wasn't about to go to dinner all sweaty to give Jamie his things and my goodbye speech, so I had to wait till it was turned back on.

After I got out of the shower, I had a text on my phone and it was Jamie asking if I wanted to meet up at Rec later. I was very... perturbed. I wasn't sure what to expect, but curiosity killed the cat, so I told him I would. Besides, once I finally made it down the dining hall, dinner was over, and everyone was gone anyway. I had to find some scraps in the kitchen.

I left his stuff in my room because a big part of me didn't want to let him go in the first place; I was praying that tonight would be the night that he came around.

I arrived at Rec and I didn't see Jamie, so I went to the student store to chat with my friend that was working that night. Karlee was with me. All of a sudden, I feel a hand slide into my pocket and I turn around to see Jamie. He was giving me his beloved dog tags to hang on to, and he went back to the weight room, giving me a kiss on the cheek before he left. I was so confused and I looked at Karlee; I must have had a pretty helpless look on my face because she just shook her head, not knowing what to think either. He never takes his dog tags off because one belongs to his late father, whom he holds in very high regard, so I'm pretty sure that it was just an excuse to show me he still loved me after all this time.