"Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love"
Hello!
I realize I have not written in a while and that’s because nothing truly interesting has happened concerning my love life. I feel like I’ve been pushed back into the awkward first conversations with guys. It’s fine really, I always get a kick out of the awkwardness, but I’m pretty sure you guys don’t so….I’ve been avoiding writing ha ha. Ultimately you should all be thanking me for not subjecting you to the bores of my life.
Writing for this blog is so tricky. I feel pressured to have a exciting dating life, and let’s face it, that’s not happening. Sometimes I want to rant, sometimes I’m sick of ranting, and most times I’m tired. But more than anything I don’t want to hop on once a week and drone on and on about how sad my life is {I sincerely hope that’s not what I’ve been doing this past year}.
For the most part, my life is pretty great. I’m going to a great school {like most of you}, I’m meeting wonderful people, and I’m making some amazing friends. So it’s hard when I have to focus my life down to one single aspect and then write about it. Especially when that thing is dating, something I’ve never been much of a pro at.
But, I signed up for this and I actually really love it. I just wish I had more to say {I hope I don’t have to write anymore of these kind of posts}.
Here goes my attempt at excitement:
This Sunday was rather interesting. After ward prayer I was writing nice notes when this guy from my ward came and joined me. Let’s call him Scott. Now I actually met Scott in May, and I thought he was cute and everything, but I had bigger fish to fry {Bingley} so I didn’t really get to know him. Well this Sunday Scott came to join me in my note writing. We ended up turning our little notes into a bizarre game where we wrote hilarious/creepy notes to people in the ward. We thought it would be a hoot, and for the two of us, it was.
Later on I mentioned the fact that I had access to a piano and he mentioned something about being classically trained in piano. After I stopped laughing about him bragging over his “classical training” {a fact I thought he was exaggerating on} I took him to the piano. Apparently, he is classically trained in piano…I looked like a fool. Side note: guys who can play more than Coldplay and Stephen Speaks on the piano are extremely attractive (not that I don’t love Stephen Speaks and Coldplay).
We spent the rest of the night playing the piano and laughing. It was pretty great. The only problem is our vacations home overlap and we won’t see each other for a couple of weeks. It’s fine really. If anything, it’s just nice to make a new friend. And I’m resolving myself to the fact that maybe I won’t meet Mr. Right and get married before I graduate, and that’s ok.
Instead, I’ll make the most of my last year by meeting friends and adventures at every corner. Then I’ll move back to my home state, meet a millionaire, get married and spend the rest of my life traveling in style with my family. Great plan eh?
C'est la vie
-The Blue Stocking
3 comments:
I think i need to take a look at my dating life this way more often. Thanks for the optimism!!
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From someone that didn't meet Mr. Right before I graduated, it IS okay! While I still have a desire to be married, it's nice to be able to learn and grow as an individual the things that you will need to know when you are married. Stay positive, Blue Stocking!
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