Only this morning my boyfriend and I were lying in bed, goofing off per usual. We went through our normal routines and everything.
Then around 1, Cody was like I’m going to go to Raven (a used bookstore on Newbury St) and all his roommates agreed to go with him. But I couldn’t go since I had a ton of work to do and I had planned the other night that I was gonna work at the school. So the entire way to the school I moaned and bitched about the fact that I was going to be in a windowless room doing homework while he and his roommates were gonna be out and about.
When we finally got to MassArt, I was being a brat and throwing a bitch fit cuz I was not looking forward to spending the day in the school. I yanked myself away before he could give me a kiss good-bye.
Then a couple hours later I see a friend’s status about bombings and it just didn’t make sense. After talking with a few friends and a few strangers it hit me what happened: there were bombings in Copley where the Boston Marathon was happening. I saw a missed call from Cody. Reaching him wasn’t hard but the real fear set in when he told me he had gotten separated from all his roommates. We decided that he would come meet me at the school; my school is maybe 20 minutes away from where the bombings happened.
We are both safe and so were all his roommates. But one of his roommates was between the two bombing locations; if the bombs had been any stronger it could’ve been so much worse.
I am still reeling from the events of today; I’m just sitting here trying to keep myself together. I can’t focus. I am not hurt and I am thanking every star out there my friends and family are ok; but to imagine I could’ve been out there in the middle of things with Cody on Newbury St …. It’s just been such an emotionally exhausting day. It’s my hometown that was attacked; I frequently visit the location where it happens normally- just the other day I was down there. I was scared to leave the school. Scared to go to Cody’s apartment alone. Scared to go back to my apartment once he came back from bringing his roommate (who had been between two of the bombings).
I am just endlessly thankful for the wellbeing of my friends and family and send my thoughts out to those who were less fortunate.
Cody and I went on a super fancy date Friday, with eating at Francesca’s in the South End and seeing A Raisin in the Sun
When we went to eat the lady who seated us was like “you guys look sharp.” And then when we were walking to the theater some guy stopped on the street and told us that we were very pretty.
A few weeks ago I noticed someone called me but I didn’t recognize the number so I ignored it.
A couple days later he sends me a friend request. Blocked that shit.
Yesterday night I get a text: ‘heyy Lydia whats up’ and I’m like “who is this?”
Its this kid
SERIOUSLY MAN, SERIOUSLY. YOU ASK ME TO BUY YOU SOMETHING AND WHEN I SAY NO BECAUSE I HAVE TO PAY FOR BILLS AND SUCH YOU CALL ME NAMES. People like this do not get a second chance. Sorry not sorry but leave me the fuck alone
