Shhh…. I have a secret

Still November or December 2011

Moving right along

So, continuing on with my saga…

I started college all the way across the state. Studying music, like I had always planned to. Living in an apartment with my closest friends (and the other one, stupid bitch) and finding out what it is like to be young and not terrified of talking to anyone, male or female. It was an incredible change from the previous year of my life.

I was having fun. I was learning new things. I was meeting new people. I was involved with music again.

I was busy. Really busy. I had school work. I had to practice, band, choir and piano. And I tutored beginning Piano.

I had taken piano lessons from the time I was 8 years old. My lessons included music theory as well, so when I took my first college music theory class, I knew what I was doing. I had already learned this stuff, unlike some of the guys who decided to make music their major simply because they had no idea what else to take. He was lost and confused. No idea what to do with his life.

Being the ‘adopt the puppy’ person that I am I offered to help. One of the ones I helped also asked for help with piano. We started dating when he offered me a ride home from class one day when it started to snow. Sounds romantic, doesn’t it? The first time he got up the nerve to kiss me I told him flat-out that I wasn’t looking for anything serious, that my last relationship was a complete disaster. He said he wasn’t looking for anything serious either. We agreed to date and keep things fairly casual.

That didn’t last long