Alrighty, I guess I’ll update you guys now! Sorry, I kinda forgot that we were supposed to be doing this. Well, my first year so far at APU has been nothing less than amazing!! I seriously love it SO FREAKING MUCH. It has kinda pushed me to get out of my comfort zone and actually socialize with people. Me, socializing? Crazy, I know. My roommates, (Rachel, Christina, and my “fourth roommate” Lauren) are some of the greatest people I have met, and I’ve become so close to them in the short amount of time that I’ve known them. However, they will never replace you guys, Megan, Kim, and Sarah. But yeah, they have really taught me a lot about myself and it’s definitely been an eye-opening and humbling experience to have to live in a small room with three (sometimes 4) girls. It has surprised me how many close friends I’ve made while at school and I seriously feel so blessed to be at a school where everyone is so accepting and kind.

My Roommates! <3
Bradley:
So, I guess I should update you in the situation with Brad haha. So since I have a long time, I will give you the long version :). It will probably be boring, so you can skip ahead if you want. So, I met him in the very beginning of the school year, probably around the second week of school. I had seen him one night and the next day I kept telling my roommate, Christina, how I thought he was super cute. The next night, my other roommate, Rachel, and I were hanging out in the lobby of my dorm and up walks Brad with his friend, Andy, and they introduced themselves to us. He seemed pretty cool and dorky and I didn’t exactly have a crush on him, but I still thought he was super cute. I remember that he kept trying to make me sign up for a quidditch team that this really weird kid from our school was trying to start hahaha. So, the next night, my fake husband at the time, Kyle, and I had to get a divorce because Kyle was getting an actual girlfriend. I went up to Brad and asked him if he wanted to be my fake fiancé, and he said sure. So, then him, my friend, John, and I went to the Den (this restaurant on campus), and John and Brad kept whispering and stuff and I was like “What the heck is going on?” So, John takes me to the center of the Den (btdubbs, it was super crowded at this time) and Brad walks up behind me, gets down on one knee with a ring made out of the wax from Babybel cheese and says, “Emily, will you marry me?” Everyone in the Den starts to cheer and clap and people kept saying “Do it! Do it!” Oh my gosh, it was soooo embarrassing. And no, I swear I’m not making this up. So I eventually said yes, and the rest of the night, we went around trying to convince people that we were engaged. But, after that night, we went back to being just friends and eventually we broke off our engagement. He thought I was super crazy and he was really mean to me for about a month and a half because he thought I was totally in love with him. (Ok, maybe I was, but I tried to convince everyone that I wasn’t.)

My lovely engagement ring :)
Until GYRAD (Get Your Roommate A Date). My roommates got Brad for me, and we went on a photo scavenger hunt. Brad and I decided to just take a bunch of pictures of ourselves and when we went through all the pictures we were like, “and this is a picture of us giving a stranger a dollar.” We thought it was incredibly hilarious, but our friends didn’t think it was that funny. So yeah, that was a great bonding moment for us. But at the end of the night, he started being really mean to me, and I ran to my friend, Joe, who I have a very strange relationship with, but I’ll have to fill you in on him later. So, anyway, because I hung out with Joe so much, and especially that night, I think that Brad thought that I liked Joe. But, eventually Brad and I started talking a lot more and we started to hang out one-on-one instead of with our group of friends. We would stay out every night until 3 a.m. and just talk about nothing. One night, we stayed up til 8:30 in the morning just watching movies (namely A Very Potter Musical :) ) on the lawn outside all night. He even had work that morning at 9! We had started to act like a couple. We would hang out all the time and he would put his arm around me and we would cuddle and hold hands. Our friends even couldn’t stand to be around us, it was great. Then, over winter break, we talked on Facebook every single day for hours on end and we couldn’t wait to see each other again. Then, the week we got back to school, we started hanging out a lot again, and before the week was over, he asked me out on a date. I said yes, but then went back to my room and thought, “Why aren’t I more excited about this?” I thought about it a lot and came to the conclusion that I didn’t like him anymore and that I thought of him as only a friend. And I know, you’re probably thinking that I could have just gone on the date and tried it out, but both Brad and I knew that this date meant that we were going to take our relationship to the “next level” and it wouldn’t have been fair for me to go on the date and then say I didn’t like him like that. So, one night I sat him down and gave him the typical “I think we should just be friends” speech. It was so hard! He even started to tear up :( But he kept saying, “It’s fine.” And then, he was like, “do you wanna get something to eat?” and then we had the most awkward meal in the history of awkward meals. After, he was walking me back to my dorm and I asked him a stupid question about his mail or something, trying to make some type of conversation, and he was like “Why do you think we should just be friends? I don’t think this date would ruin our friendship.” I felt so horrible!! Ahhhh, I don’t even remember what I said to that, but I seriously felt like such a bitch. After that night, things were substantially awkward between us. We still talked and stuff, but we kept getting into these really stupid fights and it just seemed like he kinda hated me. Then one night, I sent him a super long message on Facebook about how I hated that our friendship sucked so much now and how I miss him, and he sent back a super long message about how he felt the same way and it made me cry! One thing he said was, “I wish you would see yourself the way I see you. Because you are honestly so beautiful and it makes me sad that you don’t see that in yourself.” Oh my gosh, I was seriously like bawling. I kept thinking, “Did I just end something with the only guy that has ever actually liked me?!?” But my roommates assured me that I had done the right thing. So basically, after that our friendship began to improve a lot and now we are pretty good friends again. Not anywhere near where we used to be, because he was honestly my best friend for a while. I know that I’ve never been through a breakup, but this definitely felt like one. I miss the friendship/relationship that we used to have, but I’m happy the way things are now. So, yeah, sorry that that was so long haha.

I liked how he was ok with my weirdness.
I guess I’ll just update you guys on the rest of my life in a future post, since this one’s so long. I hope that you enjoyed my dramatic, overly long story of my “almost relationship.”