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It’s not you, it’s me…

It’s not you, it’s me…

Dearest UpbeaT,

This is more difficult than I thought it would be, so I decided to put it in writing.

It’s been a great year and we’ve had some good times, but we need to take a break. Summer is almost here and we won’t see each other for a few months. It’s just easier to say good-bye now before anyone gets too attached.

I really don’t mean to hurt you. I care for you, but we both knew in September that this arrangement wasn’t permanent. Oh, we pretended not to realize the time was drawing near. We laughed and avoided the subject, but April is now here and no matter how much we want this to continue, we both have to accept that it is over for now and move on.

I hope you realize that I cherish all the great experiences we had exploring the far corners of campus together.

I’ll never forget our research appointment at Kelly Library. We were both so impressed that we forgot how to express our thoughts at even a remedial level…book!

You were right beside me as I ate my neighbour’s dinner roll at an awards dinner. You were my motivation to seek out etiquette lessons at the Faculty Club, where we learned just how uncouth our table manners were.

You’ve been there with me all year, through the embarrassing and not so embarrassing situations, I’ve found myself in. You gave me a reason to learn how to properly use my cell phone camera, so I could take spontaneous photos that would compliment my posts. You helped me learn how to draw a really good stick woman.

Do you remember when Tiko almost killed us at Frosh Fit? All I have to do is close my eyes and I can still feel my thighs burning.

You kept me company, as I visited every woman’s restroom from the east side of campus all the way across Harbord and down St. George in one single afternoon. Do you remember how they looked at us as we methodically surveyed bathroom stalls for directional graffiti?

You even helped me have the strength to push my broken bike all the way across campus to get it repaired at Bikechain.

You gave me a reason to write and I’ll never forget that.

Those were good times. I hope you don’t think it’s anything you’ve done. I didn’t mind the deadlines and even during exam period I really looked forward to our meetings. I swear it’s not you, it’s me.

I wish you all the best; I guarantee you’ll find someone else. Just wait and see, when September comes along you’ll have a whole group of students wanting to spend time with you.

Who knows, maybe we’ll meet again, but until then thanks for the memories UpbeaT.
Lori

ps…all kidding aside, I will miss this position and the great people I have met this year! Specifically, my fellow bloggers Cynthia, Danielle, Dara, and Shannon. Thank you for a year full of laughs, cupcakes and really good ideas!

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