GUMBY

4/27/2010 the heart breaker 1 Comments

After a long history of dating boys who turned out to be complete jerks….
I had a friend who decided to set me up with a guy she “knew” (also known as just met him in the library and realized he was a nerd)

I agree reluctantly to go on a date with Gumby (his name is AMAZING… but Gumby will have to do). He rings my doorbell, I answer, Gumby is about 6.3 wearing a top hat and a suit… I’m wearing jeans and flip flops… awkward??? Yes…
Now first dates usually include, dinner or movie or chatting or bowling…. all of these are GREAT first date options…
Gumby chooses to set a romantic table for us two ALONE in his apartment. This table is decorated to the brim, flowers, candles, nicely set place settings, oh and I can not forget to mention the romantic playlist that was serenading me in the background. (please picture this WHOLE situation in your mind… 6.3 redhead, in a suit, bow tie, top hat, romantic dinner for 2)
I thought that would be the end of the surprises for the night. He now proceeds to turn off the music, and stand 3 feet away from me,I was terrified for what was coming next..nothing could have prepared me..Gumby is a trained opera singer and he sang, or belted, to me! Now, in moments that I feel extremely uncomfortable I tend to look at other people around me to gauge their reactions to the awkwardness of the situation but…. NO ONE WAS THERE… I clapped at the end of his performance and to be honest the rest of that date was a complete blur.

Upon my return home, after chatting with my roommates and laughing about the experience I had just had, I went to my room and checked my email… One email grabbed my attention immediately, GUMBY in large bold letters. He sent me an email with a song he had just recorded for me, he claimed this was the first song he thought of and wanted to sing when he met me.
I love Gumby… I love the story I have to share thanks to him… I really hope that Gumby finds some girl who loves opera, bow ties, top hats and romantic dinners on the first date. I feel bad he got stuck on a date with me to be honest. But my friends definitely opened my eyes to the opposite end of the spectrum… no more jerks for me… but no more Gumby’s either..

xoxo The Heart Breaker

Prospects

4/27/2010 The Romantic 0 Comments

I had one room mate who said you can't really get over someone until there's someone else to move on to.

So in order to move on from Sweater Guy, I need a new crush. And maybe not even a crush, I'd settle for even a crinkle right now. Good plan right?

Problem is, I'm a little bit eccentric. I know this. It's ok. It's a fact I've come to love and accept about myself...

And the guys in my new ward... well, they're not. They all seem to cookie cutter versions of each other wearing different versions of the same shirt from aeropostle, AE, and abercombie.

Give me a boy with slightly skinnies and a band tee any day.
Why am I such a sucker for the Willoughbys?

I will try to keep an open mind though. Perhaps I will be able to educate some poor lad on the finer points of indie music and russian lit. And maybe he can teach me a thing or two as well.

things will work out.


xoxo
-The Romantic

:0(

4/23/2010 The Romantic 0 Comments

Change is good right?

Goodbyes are sad....

But unfortunately necessary when you're stuck on someone who doesn't reciprocate your same feelings.

I tried telling Sweater Guy goodbye forever, because the whole friends thing isn't working out too well on my end.

It didn't work.... So I tried saying goodbye for a week(he's going to be around for spring/summer, and so am I). And then, my hands took control and decided to text him today.... I just had really good news I wanted to share!

Plus I still have his skate board.... oops....

xoxo
-The Romantic

A Symphony of Sound

4/19/2010 The Virgin 1 Comments

LB made me a CD for driving home and the long plane ride abroad.

What am I gonna do with this boy?

xoxo
The Virgin

Finals Week Dilemmas

4/18/2010 The Virgin 4 Comments

I met Library Boy in the library. (So original, right?) But not officially. He helped me find books for a paper last year. Occasionally I would see him and think about how cute he looked in his little A's hat. But that was it.

Then came last Wednesday. I met him at a BBQ. Saturday he asked me to hang out... Seriously some of the best conversations I've had with a boy in a really long time.

So what happens when you really hit it off with someone and you're leaving in three days, leaving the country in eight days, and the lad graduates this summer?

The Virgin

Bytheway

4/12/2010 The Romantic 0 Comments

Last night, for the first time in my entire life, some random gentleman asked for my number....

It was awkward and highly embarrassing. Let me explain:

My roomie and I were sitting patiently in the de Jong last night waiting for the John Bytheway fireside to start. We were catching up on all the couple gossip in our ward, discussing my man hiatus, and her upcoming nuptials. Things were swell. We were hoping the fireside wouldn't be on marriage, although that's what our stake seems to be pushing big time these days. When suddenly, the guy behind me leans over, sticks out his hand, and says, "Hi, I'm Jared (not really his name)! What's yours?" "Um, Camie (that's not really my name, of course)..." "My friend wants to go on a date with you. Can I get your number?" I turned bright RED. Um, no. First of all, I don't even know you, or your friend. You could be a total creeper and all I know is your name. Second of all, why doesn't your friend ask me himself. Third of all, who is your friend anyway?? As all these thoughts ran through my head I looked beseechingly at my roomie for help. She just shrugged her shoulders at me, as if to say, i don't know what you should do.
"Would you rather talk to him?" he asked. I gave the affirmative. But before he turned back to his friend, he asked how old I was. "20" I answered. He said, "oh." and gave a look that seemed to say, that's a little young. I'm a junior in college! Thank you very much. Quite old indeed! Sorry you're 25 and not married (his friend looked closer to 30). Jared leaned back to conference with his friend. Before he could lean back over and accost me anymore, the fireside started.
Thankfully, the fireside was on hope, not dating. But then again, it did give me hope for dating. haha. so, maybe this hiatus won't last that long at all. I visited my new complex last night. and everyone was just so dang happy! Someone was blowing bubbles from the upper balcony, people were laughing, and talking, and every person I walked by said hello. It was like stepping into the Emerald City of apartment complexes. I'm just hoping the wicked witch won't ever show up.

xoxo
-the Romantic

Rumour has it

4/04/2010 bekah 0 Comments

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelll, I was hoping that after not hearing from Jean Claude for two days that I would be in the free and clear.

nope

he called my roomie's boyfriend to set up something this week.

he could be asking another girl right?

it's not that he's a bad guy.... it's just that i'm a fawn right now... and i'm also extremely picky....

xoxo
-the Romantic

Oui?

4/03/2010 bekah 1 Comments

I am mildly freaking out.


My room mate/best friend, who is now engaged and luckily done with the awkward dating scene, once described her dating-soul animal as a fawn. Which means that she was skittish around men if they came to close. Too much attention, and she would bolt!

I'm not exactly sure what my soul animal is, but after last night, I'm feeling pretty fawn-ish.

I had a few ideas about who the date might be with. And my top guess was correct.
Enter in Jean-Claude.

Jean-Claude is a legitimate African. Who speaks French. And who has lived in Paris.
Oh, excuse me Jean-Claude, would you like to whisper sweet french nothings in my ear? Because I'd certainly be ok with that.

It was a simple double date. We grabbed some Little Ceaser's, headed back to our apartment, ate said pizza and some delicious ice cream, and then decorated easter eggs.

I'm not really sure how I feel about him. The date was ok. We talked about baguettes and cheese, gelatto, and Europe (which I miss dearly, did I mention that's where I was last semester?).

But here's where I freaked out.
I got the vibe. Do you know the vibe I'm talking about girls?
He's attracted to me, I can tell. But if he comes on too strong, I might just pull a Bambi and bolt myself.
We were done decorating eggs, it had been a few hours, and I had friends coming in from Rexburg. But he wouldn't leave. And I was ready for the date to be over. But I guess he wasn't. Thank goodness he had to run back to campus to finish a finance project (did I mention he's in the Business school?). But then he wanted to come back and watch a movie! at like 12!

Calm down buddy! I can only handle so much.
I told him my friends were in town, and that I'd already planned on visiting with them last night.
Reality: I drove to SLC with them for a huge Tongan party.

Too much attention just freaked me out. Slow down Jean-Claude.... SLOW DOWN! Let's just be friends for now... s'il vous plaît?

xoxo
-The Romantic