To All The Uni Boys I Ever Loved(pt 1)

about 100 level

As my first crush reads my newsletters occasionally, I can’t give the full gist of all the boys I’ve ever liked.

But

No one said I couldn’t give y’all a University version *cue the evil grin*

I realized while telling a friend of all the guys before my boyfriend that I actually led a dramatic love life.

I was chasing love but since I had boundaries and self respect weighing me down, love was faster

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B the Wattpad Transplant

I got to uni fresh off the hype of Grownish and instead of focusing on my books, I went searching for my own Aaron with a rattail. I was too excited, walking with no purpose outside every night because I just wanted to soak up the experience of university.

It was still orientation week.

Now my close friend had paired off, and her new man had a friend. We basically started to double date. Me and my friend would come out together, her man and B would come out together and we would switch partners and then go our separate ways.

It was cute, our mutual friends awwned all the time.

I liked B, he didn’t really care much about the school, and he gave a very bad boy vibe. I remember during Fresher’s night that I attended with my roommates, he came to where I was sitting, bent around my ear, and said, “This stuff is boring, let’s go”

I felt like a rebel in that moment as I followed him. I was living my Wattpad badboy x goodgirl dreams.

We actually did develop feelings, like to the point where his friends knew he didn’t play about me. We had some deep talks too.

Then in one of our deep talks, I found out he had a girlfriend.

“She’s my secondary school babe, and we just haven’t broken up yet”

I don’t remember asking him if he planned to break up with her, I just felt weird. Like with how situationship we are, you have a girlfriend?

Bro we were basically dating. Just without the fancy titles.

Anyway, I did as any self respecting girl would do and started avoiding him. The few times we hung out vibes were weird. And they were weird because of me, cause I didn’t know how to hang around him and how to go back to being friends when we were so close to a relationship.

Eventually we stopped talking.

I wish this is where the story ends but it isn’t.

So I found out a few months later that a close friend of mine (not the double date one) was starting to always be with him.

Frankly this babe knew me and him had a thing and we had gushed over it before.

But I wasn’t mad, infact I was teasing her about it. I had literally moved on. Then I made the mistake of saying, “sha make sure he has broken up with his babe sha, cause that’s why we stopped talking”

I was being a good friend. I was warning her.

We both laughed about it and I thought that was the end of that.

I was wrong.

She told him.

He cussed me out in my DM.

He called me clingy… amongst other insults. Clingy stuck cause I was so offended by it. Like how dare you.

I admit, I cried about it. I asked the new guy if I was indeed clingy. Asked my roommate too. That was when my roommate even pointed out that I should be mad that she got with him. And she wasn’t a real friend.

I saw her two days after, she couldn’t meet my eyes and avoided me altogether.

They dated awhile and the day they broke up was a glorious day for me and my roommates because we cackled like old witches after hearing she cried when he broke up with her.

Me and B have a mutual friend that I’m really close to so I end up seeing him occasionally and we are acquaintances now.

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R the Makeout Partner

My Grownish dreams didn’t die though. I was a lover girl at heart. So, fresh of the minor heartache of finding out B had a girlfriend, I met R.

R was in 400 level and I remember being irritated by him right off the bat (as all great love stories begin)

He walked with this kind of cocky swagger that annoyed me. But then we actually had a conversation and he didn’t seem so bad.

Due to the nature of our meeting, i.e a society, we basically saw each other every week. Saturday mornings and occasionally Sunday nights.

We got close. Really close. He met my dad on vacation close (my box was heavy and he insisted on helping when normally my dad would’ve done it, needless to say I got teased endlessly).

He was the one I cried to and he assured me I was indeed not clingy.

We hadn’t labeled anything but our society guys noticed and started conveniently leaving us alone in places. Then taking advantage, we would make out (I’m pretty sure all the practice added to my kissing skills cause I have been told multiple times that I’m a good kisser)

How did this end?

Well peak Covid, while on a call, he told me he wasn’t ready for commitment. He was still figuring shit out about his life, especially his career choices. He wasn’t passionate about the course he was studying.

So we ended there.

After Covid, he went to another school, starting uni afresh.

But I had met his brother during one of our long calls. And this brother was still in my school. And we met randomly in the cafeteria and became sorta friends. And one day, he told me that R had a girlfriend.

Like a sucker for punishment, I had more questions. And I got more answers.

Apparently, R and his girlfriend were in an on-again, off-again long distance relationship half the time. R loved her. But around the time we met, they were off. And around the time I was looking for commitment, they were on their way to being on-again.

I was pissed, rightfully so. But I held it in. I didn’t let R’s brother know.

I did nothing with my anger. I reminded myself I had moved on. I couldn’t call him to cuss him out, that would be petty and childish.

Me and R are acquaintances now. He tried to come into my life a little while ago and since I felt nothing for him, I let him.

We updated each other on our life and I guess he was happy that he made the silly decision of dropping out of a degree in his penultimate year to go for another when he could have just sucked it up for one year and then done school again and have two degrees to his belt.

But I guess its his circus and his monkeys. Just a really silly plan which I let him know it was.

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Thus concludes my love life in 100 level, stay tuned for more.

Also I didn’t do Valentine’s day with any of them but instead it was with a sweet boy who had a crush on me and asked me. And gave me Snicker chocolates, after which I had to gently break it to him that I didn’t like him that way.

Then 100 level also had the music episode, where a guy I was friends with, played me a love song about friends-to-lovers as a confession but I genuinely thought he wanted my opinion on the song. And I gave the opinion and collected the name of the song. Only to realize a year later that he was using style to tell me he liked me.

Well my bad.