When I was in college, there was this girl, M. Now, I was jealous of her b/c she was the cute, spritely, thin, pretty, quirky girl with the great soprano voice that I wanted to be. I also really like her boyfriend (in a friend manner, not to date) and she made him stop hanging out with me. I also really disliked her b/c she was the super judgmental religious person this area is good at producing. My most favorite moment of loathing her is when we were all at a musical theatre party and she said she didn't masturbate, b/c it wasn't godly and it was gross and she was laughed down.
I swear, she has been in every area folk/bluegrass band I've really liked (which just makes me more jealous). Throughout the years, we've always been on each others peripheral circles of friends. Now, she's in a band that is playing on this big bike/band ride I'm in over Memorial Day weekend.
I made a playilst to listen to the music of all the bands on the trail. I'm terrified I'm going to like her band. And it'll make me mad and jealous all over again.
Sometimes, I don't think I've matured one little bit past 22.
ETA: Stupid spelling.