Every girl has that one boy that is their fetish right!? For me it has always been Chris Kirkpatrick from *NSYNC. For my friends, it has been since the frist Twilight book came out Edward. These men are perfect, flawless, completely untouchable and desired.
Well in the real world we have all had crushes for various amounts of time on boys we see around where we live. But these are not crushes on people that we have met, talk to and go out with, these are crushes we watch from afar. Haha. Yes kinda creeper-like or even stalkerish but you have to admit, y'all do it too. We always imagine these boys being perfect, just like our fetish's. So imagine how you would feel when somehow you actually meet Chris Kirkpatrick or Edward (or the boy you have been watching for a year) and go out with them! Well we have all pretty much randomly met out little fetish's, ended up going out with them and this is the conclusion we have come to: Vampire's don't exist and boy band members really do decide they are gay.
No matter how perfect the boy is in everything you see him do, when you go out with him - that perfectness disappears. Then what do you do?
Monday, December 22, 2008
Single!? That's all that matters!
Because I am 24 and not married, or dating anyone at this point, many people have been "called" to find my one true love. This is how it goes, I meet someone, they ask if I am dating anyone, I say nobody specific, and they say, "Oh I know someone I should set you up with... they are single too!" Perfect. Nothing else matters!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Part 2 - Moving Fast
I never went out with David again... and a year, a full year after going out with him the first time I ran into him at a dance party. Touchy feely, touchy feely... all over again. It just must be his culture. Does anyone know... is that what they do in England? But I don't know, if I don't know someone too well, I am not so into that... oh well. Maybe if I were into him I would be into that...
During our dance party conversation he brought up (the first of many many times) how I left him so quickly on the doorstep and wouldn't give him the time of day after that. Um, apparently not giving him the time of day includes talking to him at the dance party. Obviously he was wrong about that. Anyways, we talked about the date and I brought up the electronic whoopi cushion. He said he had no idea James was doing that. He believed at first that I was sitting there in the 4-Runner farting.... Great... Well we talked for a while and all the sudden Thanksgiving popped into my head. And I guess at the same time that I thought, "He is from England so he probably has no where to go on Thanksgiving." I invited him to come with me & my family to Thanksgiving dinner. He agreed and then I thought, "Shoot. What did I get myself into?" To me meeting the family can just be a fun friend type thing. But then other people think it means something more and that it is serious. But I figured if we haven't gone out for a year, how much can it mean? So I quickly followed up with, "Well let me make sure it is gonna be in town. If it's here you can totally come, but if it isn't you probably won't want to travel to my grandma's with my family so I will just let you know." Good out I thought. Now I can think about it and not be committed.
Well I felt bad about that and realized that he really did have no where else to go so he might as well come with me. He did and we had a fine time. We ate the turkey dinner, talked about the food differences from here and England and then we played some basketball. (That's what my family loves to do after eating.) He was great. Fun to be around, polite, and just genuine. But I still didn't develop any feelings more than that for him.
On my way to pick him up (he hasn't gotten a U.S. drivers license yet), I stopped by a store to buy "27 Dresses" so I was late to get him. After dinner I dropped him off at his house and said, "Thanks for coming." He gave me a hug and said, "Thanks for inviting me." I went back with my family and hung out a little bit more. I got a text a little later that said, "I don't know about you but I wouldn't mind watching 27 Dresses tonight." I was like, "Ok, I have nothing else to do I will let you know when I'm on my way over..." I ended up letting my family borrow 27 Dresses but he still wanted to watch a movie so we pulled out "Hitch." Good ol' Hitch. I told him that everything in this movie was way true and that if a guy wanted to know what a girl thought, they just needed to watch the movie.
We were far enough apart during the movie that there would appear to be nothing going on. I even invited my roommate in and she watched it with us. At the point in the movie where Alex Hitchins was explaining that if a girl fumbles with her keys she wants you to kiss her vs. opening the door right away means, nope sorry. I said, "That is so true! That is just so right on the dot, it's crazy!" He just looked at me and said, "Remember how fast you went inside the night we went out?" I was like, "Shoot! Awkward." I think i said, "Well... uh... my roommates really needed me that night..." I did not tell him that James kept lying to me and telling me he was going to kiss me b/c that's what they do in their culture not did I tell him that James had been lying to him. Because at the exact moments he was telling me that David would kiss me he was telling David that I wanted to be kissed... Ya... this is why I didn't talk to him for a year.
I drove him home and as he was getting out of the car he leaned over to give me another thank you hug. I was in the middle of saying, "Thanks again for coming to Thanksgiv..." when he kissed me right on my open talking mouth! AAAHHHHH!!!!! That was such a surprise. I didn't know what to do except kiss him back. Oh shoot. This is where dating gets complicated because people do stuff that they don't really mean... (I aways say I am NOT good at dating.)
Well we kissed for a minute and I looked up and saw that his garage door was open and then I noticed the headlights shining in the back window of my car. SHOOT!!!! His uncle was patiently waiting behind my car to pull into the driveway. I got so flustered because I am sure the uncle saw us kiss I said, "David! Get out! Get out right now!" He just sat there and said, "Doree, just move the car over to the other side of the driveway..." I did like a 50 point turnabout just reversing and pulling forward trying to get the car to the other side of the driveway. His uncle FINALLY drove past and I still kept telling David to just get out of the car and that what we did was not good. He admitted that it was his first time ever kissing someone (he is 21!) and that made me feel even worse. I felt horrible horrible horrible! Well then I tell him to get out again, I said it wasn't the kissing that not good. It was me! I just needed to go. I looked up and his uncle was watching us out the garage window. Ugh! Again I am flustered and I am like, "Go inside, please, just get out of the car." He calmly told me that he had a great evening and went inside. His uncle opened the garage door and was peaking around house at him as he was unlocking the front door that's the last thing I saw as I drove away.
During our dance party conversation he brought up (the first of many many times) how I left him so quickly on the doorstep and wouldn't give him the time of day after that. Um, apparently not giving him the time of day includes talking to him at the dance party. Obviously he was wrong about that. Anyways, we talked about the date and I brought up the electronic whoopi cushion. He said he had no idea James was doing that. He believed at first that I was sitting there in the 4-Runner farting.... Great... Well we talked for a while and all the sudden Thanksgiving popped into my head. And I guess at the same time that I thought, "He is from England so he probably has no where to go on Thanksgiving." I invited him to come with me & my family to Thanksgiving dinner. He agreed and then I thought, "Shoot. What did I get myself into?" To me meeting the family can just be a fun friend type thing. But then other people think it means something more and that it is serious. But I figured if we haven't gone out for a year, how much can it mean? So I quickly followed up with, "Well let me make sure it is gonna be in town. If it's here you can totally come, but if it isn't you probably won't want to travel to my grandma's with my family so I will just let you know." Good out I thought. Now I can think about it and not be committed.
Well I felt bad about that and realized that he really did have no where else to go so he might as well come with me. He did and we had a fine time. We ate the turkey dinner, talked about the food differences from here and England and then we played some basketball. (That's what my family loves to do after eating.) He was great. Fun to be around, polite, and just genuine. But I still didn't develop any feelings more than that for him.
On my way to pick him up (he hasn't gotten a U.S. drivers license yet), I stopped by a store to buy "27 Dresses" so I was late to get him. After dinner I dropped him off at his house and said, "Thanks for coming." He gave me a hug and said, "Thanks for inviting me." I went back with my family and hung out a little bit more. I got a text a little later that said, "I don't know about you but I wouldn't mind watching 27 Dresses tonight." I was like, "Ok, I have nothing else to do I will let you know when I'm on my way over..." I ended up letting my family borrow 27 Dresses but he still wanted to watch a movie so we pulled out "Hitch." Good ol' Hitch. I told him that everything in this movie was way true and that if a guy wanted to know what a girl thought, they just needed to watch the movie.
We were far enough apart during the movie that there would appear to be nothing going on. I even invited my roommate in and she watched it with us. At the point in the movie where Alex Hitchins was explaining that if a girl fumbles with her keys she wants you to kiss her vs. opening the door right away means, nope sorry. I said, "That is so true! That is just so right on the dot, it's crazy!" He just looked at me and said, "Remember how fast you went inside the night we went out?" I was like, "Shoot! Awkward." I think i said, "Well... uh... my roommates really needed me that night..." I did not tell him that James kept lying to me and telling me he was going to kiss me b/c that's what they do in their culture not did I tell him that James had been lying to him. Because at the exact moments he was telling me that David would kiss me he was telling David that I wanted to be kissed... Ya... this is why I didn't talk to him for a year.
I drove him home and as he was getting out of the car he leaned over to give me another thank you hug. I was in the middle of saying, "Thanks again for coming to Thanksgiv..." when he kissed me right on my open talking mouth! AAAHHHHH!!!!! That was such a surprise. I didn't know what to do except kiss him back. Oh shoot. This is where dating gets complicated because people do stuff that they don't really mean... (I aways say I am NOT good at dating.)
Well we kissed for a minute and I looked up and saw that his garage door was open and then I noticed the headlights shining in the back window of my car. SHOOT!!!! His uncle was patiently waiting behind my car to pull into the driveway. I got so flustered because I am sure the uncle saw us kiss I said, "David! Get out! Get out right now!" He just sat there and said, "Doree, just move the car over to the other side of the driveway..." I did like a 50 point turnabout just reversing and pulling forward trying to get the car to the other side of the driveway. His uncle FINALLY drove past and I still kept telling David to just get out of the car and that what we did was not good. He admitted that it was his first time ever kissing someone (he is 21!) and that made me feel even worse. I felt horrible horrible horrible! Well then I tell him to get out again, I said it wasn't the kissing that not good. It was me! I just needed to go. I looked up and his uncle was watching us out the garage window. Ugh! Again I am flustered and I am like, "Go inside, please, just get out of the car." He calmly told me that he had a great evening and went inside. His uncle opened the garage door and was peaking around house at him as he was unlocking the front door that's the last thing I saw as I drove away.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Part 1 - Bowling & Farts
My friends husband has decided that it is his calling in life to find me my husband. He is always bound and determine to set me up with one or another of his friends... So this time he set me up with a boy from England. A chocolate boy. Mmmmm. Love them.
A few days before the date he kept telling me: "Where he is from, they like to kiss on the first date... So be prepared to kiss him..." I was like, "Ahhh! No!" (I am not an easy kisser.) But he kept bringing it up over and over again.
They came to get me and David came to the door. We went bowling and out for ice cream. David got very touchy feely during bowling and decided that we needed to be really close. It was awkward for me as I had just met him. It takes me a while to feel comfortable with people, like I want to know them before anything happens. He was pretty confident and apparently feels pretty comfortable right off the bat... good for him - not for me.
On the way to bowling there was a farting noise coming from the backseat where David and I were sitting. My friends husband said, "Doree!" I was like, "It was not me!" The farting persisted every now and then in a nice rhythm and even my friend joined in claiming it was coming from me and it had to be me because that's the direction of the sound. Ugh. Good friend. It continued after bowling on our way to ice cream and then again from ice cream to my house. The seat was rigged. David was looking at me like, "huh?" They were making a big commotion and I was making a big commotion of denial and the sounds every so often persisted.
Finally when we reached my house I jumped out and started looking around my seat. James, my friends husband, had put an electronic whoopi cushion sounder thing under my seat! So he just had to push a button from the driver's seat and it would sound like it was coming from me. LAME!!!!!!
David walked me to the door and I hurried inside. Who does that on a first date?
BLAH!!!!!!!!!
A few days before the date he kept telling me: "Where he is from, they like to kiss on the first date... So be prepared to kiss him..." I was like, "Ahhh! No!" (I am not an easy kisser.) But he kept bringing it up over and over again.
They came to get me and David came to the door. We went bowling and out for ice cream. David got very touchy feely during bowling and decided that we needed to be really close. It was awkward for me as I had just met him. It takes me a while to feel comfortable with people, like I want to know them before anything happens. He was pretty confident and apparently feels pretty comfortable right off the bat... good for him - not for me.
On the way to bowling there was a farting noise coming from the backseat where David and I were sitting. My friends husband said, "Doree!" I was like, "It was not me!" The farting persisted every now and then in a nice rhythm and even my friend joined in claiming it was coming from me and it had to be me because that's the direction of the sound. Ugh. Good friend. It continued after bowling on our way to ice cream and then again from ice cream to my house. The seat was rigged. David was looking at me like, "huh?" They were making a big commotion and I was making a big commotion of denial and the sounds every so often persisted.
Finally when we reached my house I jumped out and started looking around my seat. James, my friends husband, had put an electronic whoopi cushion sounder thing under my seat! So he just had to push a button from the driver's seat and it would sound like it was coming from me. LAME!!!!!!
David walked me to the door and I hurried inside. Who does that on a first date?
BLAH!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Mo blind date problems at the corn maze
In my single college congregation there were two amazing girls who I pretty much envied all the time. They'd been friends since birth and I was always a little jealous of their awesomeness. So when one of them called me to ask me for a favor I quickly agreed. The favor was to go on a blind date with one of their boyfriend's old friends from high school. So off we went to the corn maze...
The first warning sign should have been the group that I was going with: one engaged couple, two married couples (one married for less than a month), and a couple living together. Not the best group for a first date with a person you've never met.
Warning sign number two was the teensy tiny car we took....ummm yeah...only ONE car...for ten of us.
Warning sign three was the lack of allergy medication I had taken that day.
So we get to the corn maze and almost immediately my allergies start up. I am sniffing and my eyes are watering and I'm mostly miserable. The second we hit the corn maze the other couples all go off in different directions to do "engaged couple" things (and i'm not exaggerating. We accidentally walked by the most recently newlyweds in an awkward corn-maze-makeout situation). So we're walking along, trying to not look at the maker-outers all around, and attempting to have non-awkward first date conversations. I distinctly remember looking up at the sky and talking about the weather. A lot. The sky was very clear that night, so there wasn't even much to talk about on that front. Our other topic of conversation? His trench coat. He was wearing a floor-length leather trench coat which he was extremely proud of. He told me about how he had saved up money for it and how the people he went to high school with thought it was weird. But it wasn't weird! They were the ones that were weird; wearing their name-brand clothes and ski parkas. We talked about the part his trench coat played throughout his life and by the end of the date I knew that trench coat way better than I ever knew the guy. By the time we got out of the maze my eyes were almost swollen shut. I hadn't thought to take tissues with me, so you can guess what state my nose was in. We then proceeded to wait for the rest of the group who came out much later with a few corn husks in their hair. Unfortunately for me the only mode of transportation was transporting the whole group so I couldn't really go home. We went to 7-11 for hot chocolate and the rest of the group finally realized that I could no longer see and I was kind of disgusting to look at. We dropped off my date at his car, I rolled down the window and said thanks (probably), and we were off. So much fun.
The first warning sign should have been the group that I was going with: one engaged couple, two married couples (one married for less than a month), and a couple living together. Not the best group for a first date with a person you've never met.
Warning sign number two was the teensy tiny car we took....ummm yeah...only ONE car...for ten of us.
Warning sign three was the lack of allergy medication I had taken that day.
So we get to the corn maze and almost immediately my allergies start up. I am sniffing and my eyes are watering and I'm mostly miserable. The second we hit the corn maze the other couples all go off in different directions to do "engaged couple" things (and i'm not exaggerating. We accidentally walked by the most recently newlyweds in an awkward corn-maze-makeout situation). So we're walking along, trying to not look at the maker-outers all around, and attempting to have non-awkward first date conversations. I distinctly remember looking up at the sky and talking about the weather. A lot. The sky was very clear that night, so there wasn't even much to talk about on that front. Our other topic of conversation? His trench coat. He was wearing a floor-length leather trench coat which he was extremely proud of. He told me about how he had saved up money for it and how the people he went to high school with thought it was weird. But it wasn't weird! They were the ones that were weird; wearing their name-brand clothes and ski parkas. We talked about the part his trench coat played throughout his life and by the end of the date I knew that trench coat way better than I ever knew the guy. By the time we got out of the maze my eyes were almost swollen shut. I hadn't thought to take tissues with me, so you can guess what state my nose was in. We then proceeded to wait for the rest of the group who came out much later with a few corn husks in their hair. Unfortunately for me the only mode of transportation was transporting the whole group so I couldn't really go home. We went to 7-11 for hot chocolate and the rest of the group finally realized that I could no longer see and I was kind of disgusting to look at. We dropped off my date at his car, I rolled down the window and said thanks (probably), and we were off. So much fun.
Gitta Hynt
A while ago I met a boy named Trevor. He asked me out and I went. He didn't talk much but it was a fun date. I just wasn't feeling it for him. I try to be straight-up and when he asked me out again I said, "I just don't think I am interested in that way. I am not looking for commitment and I have some trips planned this summer so I am not really lookin' to date either." He wrote me a message via e-mail and exclaimed, "I hate when people find out you are divorced, they treat you like a fricken lepar." I was like, "Whoa. I said nothing about the divorice. I have dated divorced people before..." He said, "Well of course I meant for us to only go out as friends anyway..." Whatever but okay.
So we went out again. It was apparently "more than friends" for him. I had to go home early that evening and plan a lesson for the next day. That worked out nicely, otherwise we would have had a movie marathon. (Watching movie after movie after movie - for me, one is enough.) However, even though I am the one who had to be home - he lived in the middle of my house and the other girl's house who we were doubling with. (He lives in the middle of town, she lives on the south side, and I live on the North side.) Well I said I have to go home and plan a lesson. So even though she coulda stayed all night long he drives her all the way home. The we backtrack and go clear to the other end of the valley. I was like, "Really!? Really!? After I said I am the one that needed to get home you take me home last?"
He kept asking me out but I kept saying no. I left and came back from a trip and the asking continued. I kept saying, "No. I don't think that will work." I broke my leg on a humanitarian trip and he found out and sent me flowers. That was cute but my sister said I was not obligated to go out with him again because I already told him how I feel.
So I don't hear from him for a couple of months and I thought that he had gotten the hint and moved on. Well out of the blue I got a message that says, "I'm sorry if you thought I dropped off the face of the Earth. The last couple months I have been working alot trying to pay off bills but now I have money to date again, so... you wanna go out!?"
He wanted to go to an event center when you can do all sorts of virtual activities like repel and jump from a plan and really feel like you are. I was like, "okay, okay." (Bad on my part, but I was just like, I want to do that and if he is willing to pay knowing all I want is to be friends... then whatever. Not good. But I did it.) I ended up going earlier with some friends anyways so I told him I would just meet him there. After the two hours we were there I started walking out. He said, "So do you need a ride home?" I said, "No I met my friends here so my car is right outside." And he said, "I don't mind giving you a ride home...." And I was like, (Are you kidding? Listen to me.) PRONUNCIATE... "No! It's okay. My car really is just right outside." He leaned in to give me a hug and I kinda just sat there arms folded so he moves from a awkward hug position to just patting me on the back. I am like, "Thanks. See ya!"
Okay since this little incident above I watched the movie Hitch (and I fully believe if you want to know the truth about dating - you should watch Hitch). In the movie Alex Hitchins (Will Smith) says, "Listen to what the girl is saying. When you ask her a question... listen. Don't look at her lips or at her chest, listen so you know how to respond." Example #1 is asking if someone needs a ride home. If they tell you their car is right outside - listen. It really made me feel like he was not even listening and there is nothing worse than that!
The next week he asked me to be boyfriend and girlfriend with him. I felt bad like, "Oh no! I led him on!" So I apologized and explained how I still felt the same way I did after our first date and that I was not interested. I said, "I am sorry if I mislead you." He said, "You didn't." (I told him straight-up how I felt after date #1, No hugs, No flirting.) I wondered why do guys, when they are picking up hints, take them as signs to try harder? If someone tells you something flat out - believe her! If you drop off the face of the Earth for two months and she makes no attempt to contact you - move on. If she says something, REALLY LISTEN! And if not even a smidgen of a hug is involved... Gitta Hynt!
So we went out again. It was apparently "more than friends" for him. I had to go home early that evening and plan a lesson for the next day. That worked out nicely, otherwise we would have had a movie marathon. (Watching movie after movie after movie - for me, one is enough.) However, even though I am the one who had to be home - he lived in the middle of my house and the other girl's house who we were doubling with. (He lives in the middle of town, she lives on the south side, and I live on the North side.) Well I said I have to go home and plan a lesson. So even though she coulda stayed all night long he drives her all the way home. The we backtrack and go clear to the other end of the valley. I was like, "Really!? Really!? After I said I am the one that needed to get home you take me home last?"
He kept asking me out but I kept saying no. I left and came back from a trip and the asking continued. I kept saying, "No. I don't think that will work." I broke my leg on a humanitarian trip and he found out and sent me flowers. That was cute but my sister said I was not obligated to go out with him again because I already told him how I feel.
So I don't hear from him for a couple of months and I thought that he had gotten the hint and moved on. Well out of the blue I got a message that says, "I'm sorry if you thought I dropped off the face of the Earth. The last couple months I have been working alot trying to pay off bills but now I have money to date again, so... you wanna go out!?"
He wanted to go to an event center when you can do all sorts of virtual activities like repel and jump from a plan and really feel like you are. I was like, "okay, okay." (Bad on my part, but I was just like, I want to do that and if he is willing to pay knowing all I want is to be friends... then whatever. Not good. But I did it.) I ended up going earlier with some friends anyways so I told him I would just meet him there. After the two hours we were there I started walking out. He said, "So do you need a ride home?" I said, "No I met my friends here so my car is right outside." And he said, "I don't mind giving you a ride home...." And I was like, (Are you kidding? Listen to me.) PRONUNCIATE... "No! It's okay. My car really is just right outside." He leaned in to give me a hug and I kinda just sat there arms folded so he moves from a awkward hug position to just patting me on the back. I am like, "Thanks. See ya!"
Okay since this little incident above I watched the movie Hitch (and I fully believe if you want to know the truth about dating - you should watch Hitch). In the movie Alex Hitchins (Will Smith) says, "Listen to what the girl is saying. When you ask her a question... listen. Don't look at her lips or at her chest, listen so you know how to respond." Example #1 is asking if someone needs a ride home. If they tell you their car is right outside - listen. It really made me feel like he was not even listening and there is nothing worse than that!
The next week he asked me to be boyfriend and girlfriend with him. I felt bad like, "Oh no! I led him on!" So I apologized and explained how I still felt the same way I did after our first date and that I was not interested. I said, "I am sorry if I mislead you." He said, "You didn't." (I told him straight-up how I felt after date #1, No hugs, No flirting.) I wondered why do guys, when they are picking up hints, take them as signs to try harder? If someone tells you something flat out - believe her! If you drop off the face of the Earth for two months and she makes no attempt to contact you - move on. If she says something, REALLY LISTEN! And if not even a smidgen of a hug is involved... Gitta Hynt!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
ATTENTION...ATTENTION... AN ATHLETE HAS ENTERED OUR PRESENCE!!!!!
Athlete's. Aren't college athlete's the most amazing people in the world?! They are like - inhuman. Perfect in every way.... HAHAHAHA!!!!! They wish! And I think some other people wish too. LOL. I recently returned from living in Washington DC for about 19 months. One of the things I was excited to get back into was going to school basketball games! Whoop Whoop! Well I started going to the basketball games and it took one game to realize what I had been missing out on while in DC... watching the school's star player... AC Merrill. I watched student's in the crowd bow down to this guy like he was some sort of royalty or greek god over basketball... what!? Everyone was in love with him and ya... he was good but he did NOT make up the whole team. So I decided to pick-a-player that was going to be my favorite... That's when I fell in love with #10 - Clark Kent. Oh he was a joy to watch! He always had a huge smile and his face and he had some skills! Gosh, basketball was something NOT to miss.
Well in February I was sitting in one of my classes at school. You know the general ed classes that everyone saves till their senior year and so there are like a gazillion students in the class and they are typically way easy...!? That's the class I was in. It was a sports class. One day the teacher began talking about basketball and brought up AC Merrill. I was about to say, "Oh no! Not him again!" When AC began talking back. I turned around and he was sitting a couple of rows behind me! Wow! Good thing I didn't say anything. Then the teacher started talking about Clark Kent... Oh man! Somebody stop me - but before I could cheer, Clark made a comment... Teacher say what!? Kent is in our class?! AAAAHHHHH!!!!! I texted my friend who was going to marry him with me - we decided we could share a husband if it were him lol... and said, "You'll never believe who is in my class!!!" We went on texting and she was like, "Talk to him! Talk to him!! Take one for the team!" I was like, "Uh... I can't just talk to him... I need him to talk to me first..." I guess I am old fashioned in that way! ;^)
BUT I did put forth effort... I think that both people need to put forth effort. Like I started getting more ready lol... and I was ready & willing to smile & make eye contact... flirt I guess... I am not very good at that but I did my best. It really was just like a week later that I was sitting in class and he came in the back door. He sat on the back row and then walked to the front of class and grabbed a paper from the teacher. On his way back to his seat he walked past my desk. He looked down, I looked up and we made eye contact and smiled at each other. The lights really sent fireworks into the room, lol... Not really but obviously we had a moment because he finished walking past me, went back to his desk, grabbed his backpack, and walked back to me and sat in the desk right by me!!! Whoop Whoop!!!! We talked, we laughed, and he got my number! We started doing things and to this day, still chattin!... So I like athlete's but I like it when we both put in effort! :)
Well, Friday night my friend Kristen and I met some basketball players at our University gym. Ew-la-la. They play on the school team, but for some reason were hoopin' it up elsewhere (against the rules). Well I had to leave early to go work but she stayed and did some sprints. Another school sponsored athlete (a football player) got her number and wanted to hang out.
So friday night we went dancing with some friends. Not tons of people but we made it fun. Afterwards (about midnight) we went back to Kristen's house to watch a movie. Now, after the gym and around 9:00 pm we were still trying to decide what to do. Party or dancin? So Kristen began talking to Russ, the football player, again and asked about watching a movie because they had talked about it earlier at like 7. He said he was game, get some friends together, I will too and we'll do it. So she texts him around 10:00 and says something about starting the movie. Well no response until 1:00 am. They say, "Hey we are gonna come over, cool?" We were in the middle of the movie so they come on over and make their grand enterance. Now athlete's are great people. GREAT people. ;^) They just have to remember that they are normal people too. NOT celebrities or professional athlete's. Just students. I think that they are so used to getting special treatment and attention from other students that sometimes their heads get up in the clouds. My friends and I are still open to doing things with them, but we aren't gonna treat them like celebrities. Now I have some good lookin friends. Not just "great personalites" but inside and out. People have even commented to me, "Dang! Do guys just fall all over them?" Yes. But when these 5 football players came, they didn't even give them the time of day. Lucky for us my friends are nice and they were talkin' to them, bein' all polite, etc. but these guys were so lame. 2 of them sat there not saying a thing. 1 of them laid down on the floor and feel asleep and the other 2... they were funny. I'll give them that. Near the end of the movie and not TOO long after they all got settled in the kid on the floor woke up (like he was really asleep) and ran into Kristen's kitchen saying, "I'm starving! I'm starving! I need food, where's the fridge!" His friend Marcos (a funny one) ran in after him saying, "He really will take your food." Well for the next 15-20 minutes (literally and honestly) the kid "Little Johnny" as his friends called him couldn't even stand up straight. He was swaggering and doubled over holding his stomach as though he was gonna die. He would fall to the floor and roll around on his back for a while holding his stomach, the whole time complaining about his need for food. Then he would stand up, fall back as though fainting into the wall again, and eventually end up on the floor. I was like, "This is ridiculous." I said, "Somebody needs to take this kid home and get him out of here. Where does he live?" It was SO LAME! Nobody was doing a thing and the football players just sat there ignoring him and despite all our protests didn't get the kid out of our house and on his way to food or quieted down! Ugh! I finally went into the other room and about every 30 seconds another girl came in to get away from the nonsense until all 5 of us were chillin' in a whole other room. Within 2 minutes the guys were like, "Uh... okay... we are gonna go get some food." We were like, "See ya!" But honestly who does that? Why do athlete's decide 1:00 am is the time to start hanging out and why do they think they can show up and have other people put forth all the effort? AND WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND goes somewhere new, meets new people, and acts like a baby! I haven't even ever seen a child act so ridiculous so I think he topped the all time "are you kidding" charts.
Well in February I was sitting in one of my classes at school. You know the general ed classes that everyone saves till their senior year and so there are like a gazillion students in the class and they are typically way easy...!? That's the class I was in. It was a sports class. One day the teacher began talking about basketball and brought up AC Merrill. I was about to say, "Oh no! Not him again!" When AC began talking back. I turned around and he was sitting a couple of rows behind me! Wow! Good thing I didn't say anything. Then the teacher started talking about Clark Kent... Oh man! Somebody stop me - but before I could cheer, Clark made a comment... Teacher say what!? Kent is in our class?! AAAAHHHHH!!!!! I texted my friend who was going to marry him with me - we decided we could share a husband if it were him lol... and said, "You'll never believe who is in my class!!!" We went on texting and she was like, "Talk to him! Talk to him!! Take one for the team!" I was like, "Uh... I can't just talk to him... I need him to talk to me first..." I guess I am old fashioned in that way! ;^)
BUT I did put forth effort... I think that both people need to put forth effort. Like I started getting more ready lol... and I was ready & willing to smile & make eye contact... flirt I guess... I am not very good at that but I did my best. It really was just like a week later that I was sitting in class and he came in the back door. He sat on the back row and then walked to the front of class and grabbed a paper from the teacher. On his way back to his seat he walked past my desk. He looked down, I looked up and we made eye contact and smiled at each other. The lights really sent fireworks into the room, lol... Not really but obviously we had a moment because he finished walking past me, went back to his desk, grabbed his backpack, and walked back to me and sat in the desk right by me!!! Whoop Whoop!!!! We talked, we laughed, and he got my number! We started doing things and to this day, still chattin!... So I like athlete's but I like it when we both put in effort! :)
Well, Friday night my friend Kristen and I met some basketball players at our University gym. Ew-la-la. They play on the school team, but for some reason were hoopin' it up elsewhere (against the rules). Well I had to leave early to go work but she stayed and did some sprints. Another school sponsored athlete (a football player) got her number and wanted to hang out.
So friday night we went dancing with some friends. Not tons of people but we made it fun. Afterwards (about midnight) we went back to Kristen's house to watch a movie. Now, after the gym and around 9:00 pm we were still trying to decide what to do. Party or dancin? So Kristen began talking to Russ, the football player, again and asked about watching a movie because they had talked about it earlier at like 7. He said he was game, get some friends together, I will too and we'll do it. So she texts him around 10:00 and says something about starting the movie. Well no response until 1:00 am. They say, "Hey we are gonna come over, cool?" We were in the middle of the movie so they come on over and make their grand enterance. Now athlete's are great people. GREAT people. ;^) They just have to remember that they are normal people too. NOT celebrities or professional athlete's. Just students. I think that they are so used to getting special treatment and attention from other students that sometimes their heads get up in the clouds. My friends and I are still open to doing things with them, but we aren't gonna treat them like celebrities. Now I have some good lookin friends. Not just "great personalites" but inside and out. People have even commented to me, "Dang! Do guys just fall all over them?" Yes. But when these 5 football players came, they didn't even give them the time of day. Lucky for us my friends are nice and they were talkin' to them, bein' all polite, etc. but these guys were so lame. 2 of them sat there not saying a thing. 1 of them laid down on the floor and feel asleep and the other 2... they were funny. I'll give them that. Near the end of the movie and not TOO long after they all got settled in the kid on the floor woke up (like he was really asleep) and ran into Kristen's kitchen saying, "I'm starving! I'm starving! I need food, where's the fridge!" His friend Marcos (a funny one) ran in after him saying, "He really will take your food." Well for the next 15-20 minutes (literally and honestly) the kid "Little Johnny" as his friends called him couldn't even stand up straight. He was swaggering and doubled over holding his stomach as though he was gonna die. He would fall to the floor and roll around on his back for a while holding his stomach, the whole time complaining about his need for food. Then he would stand up, fall back as though fainting into the wall again, and eventually end up on the floor. I was like, "This is ridiculous." I said, "Somebody needs to take this kid home and get him out of here. Where does he live?" It was SO LAME! Nobody was doing a thing and the football players just sat there ignoring him and despite all our protests didn't get the kid out of our house and on his way to food or quieted down! Ugh! I finally went into the other room and about every 30 seconds another girl came in to get away from the nonsense until all 5 of us were chillin' in a whole other room. Within 2 minutes the guys were like, "Uh... okay... we are gonna go get some food." We were like, "See ya!" But honestly who does that? Why do athlete's decide 1:00 am is the time to start hanging out and why do they think they can show up and have other people put forth all the effort? AND WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND goes somewhere new, meets new people, and acts like a baby! I haven't even ever seen a child act so ridiculous so I think he topped the all time "are you kidding" charts.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME
So my friend is dating a football player at our school. For the longest time her boyfriend has been wanting to set me up with one of his friends. It finally worked out tonight and it may have been the lamest date I have been on in a really long time. (Besides the fact that I feel like it is the ONLY date I have been on in a really long time!) Well, so I get the text yesterday that says, "How about a little date tomorrow?" I was like, "Sounds good." She texted, "They say bowling at 8. Is that good." and I say, "Good."
This morning I get a text again, "Still good for tonight?" I am like, "Yep." Then she texts, "Ok. Bowling at 7:30 then." I am like, "Yep, but why did they change it to 7:30?" She texts back, "Because I guess Tim has somewhere to be at 9." (LAME #1) I am like, THAT IS SO STUPID!!!!! So I text, "That is lame." I had to give a presentation at 6:30 and at 7:00 so I said I have a presentation at 7, it should be over by 7:30 so I might be a couple minutes late, but that's good." I realized to a while after texting her that he had just created an out for himself. I can safetly bet that he didn't have anything and that just in case he didn't think I was cute or we didn't get along, he had just created an out for himself. WHATEVER. Way to go guy!
So I go do my presentations and I text her at like 7:25 to say, "Okay I am done. You can come over whenever." So 5 minutes later she calls me and says, "Okay I guess that I am going to come pick you up and we are just going to meet them at Chris's house. That good?" I am like (LAME #2) "Sure. Whatever." So she comes and picks me up and we go to her boyfriend Chris's house. Tim had already gotten there so we walked in and they were sitting on the couch playing PS 2 football. (Hardcore football players... ye-ah! so stupid.) Anyways, we said hey to each other and then they were so into this game that they couldn't talk to us. (LAME #3) So after 10 minutes they decided we can go now. So we walk out together, and get in my friends car. Tim and I sit in the backseat. You all know blind dates right? Awkward. You can't really be yourself when you don't know the person... Maybe it's just me, but I am kinda shy until I get to know the person. I felt like he kinda was too.
Well we got to the bowling alley without really talking to each other and it was league bowling that night so we couldn't bowl. So we went to another bowling alley and on the way out of Lindon Lanes my friend said, "Why don't you sit in the front with me?" This was LAME on my part but I did. And Tim didn't hear her ask so he was probably like, "Why is she switching to the front?" Whatever. On the way to the Fun Jungle I turned around and said, "Oh by the way Tim, I think that it is great that you created an out for yourself by saying that you had something at 9." (You know, lightening the mood. - haha) And he was like, "huh? what? Who told you that? I don't have to be gone by 9..." So I look at Chris & Marissa, like uh... they told me... what's going on here? And Chris was like, "Oh I thought that was tonight, but he had something another night." So by the way they were acting it was like it had just been an out, but apparently he didn't want to use it. YES!!! (GOOD THING #1.) We talked a little more on the way to the bowling alley and it went really good. We laughed and smiled and it was just nice. (You know, good date.) We got to the the Fun Jungle though and stood in line for a while and talked. It wasn't amazing but it was fine. He paid for me to bowl (which is what you expect on a date right?) but I guess that since that doesn't always happen that was GOOD THING #2. We were given lane #12. We sat by each other and that was nice because then we could talk. However, they plit us up into teams and me and Marissa were against him & Chris. That was lame because we couldn't cheer for each other. Blah. But he got like 4 strikes in a row. I am not a bowler. Oh well.
The game ended and Marissa, Chris, and I were ready to go but Tim wanted to play another game. I was like, This is good. He doesn't want to leave. We even got kicked off our lane and had to move to Lane 10. But he still agreed and then he and Chris went to pay and Marissa and I went and sat down. I sat down on the end where I was last time and this time Marissa sat down by me, then Chris came back and sat down by her, and the only place left for Tim to sit was on the clear other end. LAME #4 because we couldn't talk to each other. Well it was a pretty boring game and 1/2 way through we decided to leave. Without thinking I just sat in the front seat again, LAME #2 on my behalf. We went to the Pita Pit and he ordered and paid for himself. Uh... not me. LAME #5 and AWKWARD!!!!!!!!! Chris paid for me and Marissa and then we sat down to dinner. Tim had been on his phone while bowling so I got on my phone too. Lame for both of us but oh well, what can you do? During dinner he answered the phone and said, "Okay, give me five minutes." LAME #6 So we finished dinner, left the restraunt and he says by to Chris, nice to meet you marci and Doree he says, "it was fun we should hang out again sometime" as he gives me a hug and asks for my number! Are you KIDDING!?!?!!?!? I am so lame and gave it to him but he is not going to call. That was an awful, horrible date and that is not the type of person I want to date anyway. Someone who doesn't pay for dinner and who leaves at the restraunt. Ugh!! Horrible horrible horrible. Lame lame lame.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Double Date
I first went out with Mike in February and we had been dating off and on ever since. I wasn't sure how he felt and I wasn't sure how I felt. I knew I still wanted to date other people and we never talked about being exclusive so I figured we were still dating other people. Sometimes he would call me, sometimes he wouldn't which is why I decided I would go out with other people. I wasn't just going to sit around and wait for him every night when I could be out doing something else. So the weekend before Halloween the girls next door, who are pretty much our roommates decided to throw a Halloween/Birthday party for our friend. I had already been asked out on a date for that night so I figured I would just show up late.
Tyrone came to pick me up for our date and we went to the Olive Garden. It was lots of fun. We doubled with his sister and her boyfriend. We had gone out before so we were pretty comfortable with each other which made for a relaxing evening. We started dinner kinda late so afterwards he just brought me home, although it was even later by then. I could see all the people at the party outside the house next door and on into the street. Tyrone was like, "Whoa, big party huh!?" I was just like, "Ya..." He walked me up to the door and we had our little doorstep moment. I was telling him thanks and he was asking when we could do it again, like maybe go skiing sometime... I was like sure and then I gave him a hug thanks and good-bye. While I was hugged him I looked over his shoulder and in the middle of the street watching the whole thing was Mike. Agh! Tyrone left and I just went inside and was like, "Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" I felt so bad. After I knew that Tyrone would have been gone I decided to go out and talk to Mike just to see how he felt about it. I was just like, "Hey, uh... Sorry about that." He was like, "Ya, AWKWARD." I was like, "Ya..." a bunch of people were around so we couldn't really talk. I tried but he didn't seem to want to. So I left and went to a different party. I called him later and said, "Hey when the party is over, can we talk?" He was like, "ya."So I went back to the party and we hung out for a while there and then he was like, "Well do you want to go watch a movie at my house?" I said, "Sure."
I figured this was the perfect chance to ask him what he was thinking just so I could know where we were at in the dating thing, "Exculsive or not." I was like, "Did it bother you tonight when you saw me with that other guy?" He was like, "No." and then he changed the subject and wouldn't talk about it again! Agh! Talk about frustrating and lame. Then the rest of the night he kept bringing up, "Well don't you feel special, two dates in one night?... This is one night of action for you, two dates in one night!" And stuff like that. I was like, "Alright already! If it didn't bother you, get over it.... if it did, let's talk about it!" But he didn't want to. BOYS ARE SO FRUSTRATING!
Tyrone came to pick me up for our date and we went to the Olive Garden. It was lots of fun. We doubled with his sister and her boyfriend. We had gone out before so we were pretty comfortable with each other which made for a relaxing evening. We started dinner kinda late so afterwards he just brought me home, although it was even later by then. I could see all the people at the party outside the house next door and on into the street. Tyrone was like, "Whoa, big party huh!?" I was just like, "Ya..." He walked me up to the door and we had our little doorstep moment. I was telling him thanks and he was asking when we could do it again, like maybe go skiing sometime... I was like sure and then I gave him a hug thanks and good-bye. While I was hugged him I looked over his shoulder and in the middle of the street watching the whole thing was Mike. Agh! Tyrone left and I just went inside and was like, "Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" I felt so bad. After I knew that Tyrone would have been gone I decided to go out and talk to Mike just to see how he felt about it. I was just like, "Hey, uh... Sorry about that." He was like, "Ya, AWKWARD." I was like, "Ya..." a bunch of people were around so we couldn't really talk. I tried but he didn't seem to want to. So I left and went to a different party. I called him later and said, "Hey when the party is over, can we talk?" He was like, "ya."So I went back to the party and we hung out for a while there and then he was like, "Well do you want to go watch a movie at my house?" I said, "Sure."
I figured this was the perfect chance to ask him what he was thinking just so I could know where we were at in the dating thing, "Exculsive or not." I was like, "Did it bother you tonight when you saw me with that other guy?" He was like, "No." and then he changed the subject and wouldn't talk about it again! Agh! Talk about frustrating and lame. Then the rest of the night he kept bringing up, "Well don't you feel special, two dates in one night?... This is one night of action for you, two dates in one night!" And stuff like that. I was like, "Alright already! If it didn't bother you, get over it.... if it did, let's talk about it!" But he didn't want to. BOYS ARE SO FRUSTRATING!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Hmmmm...
My little brother obviously thinks I should be married by now. I think he wants another brother-in-law. There is a guy in his congregation who is not too much older than me. Maybe close to thirty. He has his own house, a business, and a boat. My little brother said, "So, Christian has a boat. I was thinking maybe you could date him so that when you two get married I can use the boat." I was like, "Seriously!?" And next thing I knew he had talked to him about it. He has started to set me up with people who have what he wants, boats, motorcycles, 4-wheeler's etc. Another day he brought it up again about how we need to get married so he can have a boat. I said, "What even makes you think we would be compatible?!" He said, "because you are both active and like to do things." I said, "More goes into it than that. What does he even look like!?" He said, "He looks like Jesus." I was like, "What!? Are you kidding?!" He said, "No." and he points to a picture on the wall... "He looks like that."
The following week a lady from my parents and brother's congregation came over to visit my mom. I said, "Oh! Do you know Christian who goes to church with you!?" She said, "Who!?" I explained a little about him... she still looked confused. I said, "He looks like Jesus...." She lit up, "Oh! I know him..."
Hmmm... this could be interesting.
The following week a lady from my parents and brother's congregation came over to visit my mom. I said, "Oh! Do you know Christian who goes to church with you!?" She said, "Who!?" I explained a little about him... she still looked confused. I said, "He looks like Jesus...." She lit up, "Oh! I know him..."
Hmmm... this could be interesting.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Intimidation!? No....
I went out with this guy on Friday night. My friend had set us up. Said he was SO FUNNY! Like Will Smith. It was a fun date but it wasn’t anything special. I think for either of us. Yet he asked me for my phone number! !? She asked me what I had thought of him and I said, “It was fine, but I didn’t feel a connection or anything.” She asked him what he had thought and said he agreed with what I had said. I get a text later that says, “Thanks I had a lot of fun... Sorry I wasn’t myself tonight!?” I trying to lighten the mood said, “Awe! Why weren’t you yourself? Are you shy!?” He wrote back, “No I am only shy when I am intimidated. Maybe you intimidate me?... No. I just have a cold.” Then he proceeded to ask me out again.
LOL. Do you think he realized what he said!? Like oh maybe you are really cute and wonderful in every way and make me feel a little intimidated, but nope you don’t. It’s more a health thing. LOL. OUCH!!!!! What a blow!
LOL. Do you think he realized what he said!? Like oh maybe you are really cute and wonderful in every way and make me feel a little intimidated, but nope you don’t. It’s more a health thing. LOL. OUCH!!!!! What a blow!
My week of Glory, or defeat...
I’ve totally been crushing on multiple boys at one time. This is SO GOOD since often times you can’t even find one decent one to crush on.
Corey – The epitome of a good church boy, leads our on-campus social group, is cute, athletic, and just innocently awkward. He asked me to go out with him on Monday night. We went out to dinner and got some ice cream. We talked and enjoyed the whole evening. It was cute. BJ – a guy I have liked since the beginning of the year, shy and a complete hunter and outdoorsman, also great standards asked me to go out with him on Tuesday night. He decided that we should go off-roading/4-wheeling. It was amazing. However, he came to pick me up at my apartment building and it just so happens that as I came to the door, the fire alarm went off. Ack. So everyone started fleeing the apartment building. As I walked out the apartment door to the parking lot I saw Corey across the parking lot. He got this big ol’ smile on his face and gave me the head nod to let me know he had seen me and started walking towards me. He got close right at the time BJ opened the door of his truck for me. Corey realized that I was on a date and I think we both got awkward looks on our faces. I know he did. He just gave this little half wave like, “Oh shoot. See ya later.” Made a awkward face and turned around. It was no bueno. I did have so much fun with BJ though. Although Corey was on my mind because I felt bad Corey did good at pushing him out. At one point, his truck nearly hit a 90 degree vertical. Ahhh!!! We went to this amazing look out point and he said, “The only reason you will see other people up here is because they come up to make out.” I was like, “Hmmm…” But we didn’t do anything. It was a fun night. The next day, Wednesday I saw this absolutely gorgeous guy. 6 foot 8 completely athletic, dressed like a model, a little rebellious and oh just perfect in every way. Bill asked me if I wanted to go out that night and get some dinner. I was like sure. Afterwards we went… digging in his truck. We actually went to the same place BJ had taken me the night before. We were having so much fun but then we got a flat tire. And we had to wait for someone to come and help us. And guess who drove by as we were sitting on the side of the road that leads back from make-out point? BJ!!!! Ahhh!!! He slowed down as if he were going to stop and help but then we made eye contact and it was that same awkward, “SHOOT!” emotion on both of our faces that had occurred the night before with Corey. Ah! What are the chances that when you go out with someone you see the one from the night before but let alone for it to happen two nights in a row!?
I went home Thursday morning so that ended the week that was possibly the best, yet worst week ever.
Corey – The epitome of a good church boy, leads our on-campus social group, is cute, athletic, and just innocently awkward. He asked me to go out with him on Monday night. We went out to dinner and got some ice cream. We talked and enjoyed the whole evening. It was cute. BJ – a guy I have liked since the beginning of the year, shy and a complete hunter and outdoorsman, also great standards asked me to go out with him on Tuesday night. He decided that we should go off-roading/4-wheeling. It was amazing. However, he came to pick me up at my apartment building and it just so happens that as I came to the door, the fire alarm went off. Ack. So everyone started fleeing the apartment building. As I walked out the apartment door to the parking lot I saw Corey across the parking lot. He got this big ol’ smile on his face and gave me the head nod to let me know he had seen me and started walking towards me. He got close right at the time BJ opened the door of his truck for me. Corey realized that I was on a date and I think we both got awkward looks on our faces. I know he did. He just gave this little half wave like, “Oh shoot. See ya later.” Made a awkward face and turned around. It was no bueno. I did have so much fun with BJ though. Although Corey was on my mind because I felt bad Corey did good at pushing him out. At one point, his truck nearly hit a 90 degree vertical. Ahhh!!! We went to this amazing look out point and he said, “The only reason you will see other people up here is because they come up to make out.” I was like, “Hmmm…” But we didn’t do anything. It was a fun night. The next day, Wednesday I saw this absolutely gorgeous guy. 6 foot 8 completely athletic, dressed like a model, a little rebellious and oh just perfect in every way. Bill asked me if I wanted to go out that night and get some dinner. I was like sure. Afterwards we went… digging in his truck. We actually went to the same place BJ had taken me the night before. We were having so much fun but then we got a flat tire. And we had to wait for someone to come and help us. And guess who drove by as we were sitting on the side of the road that leads back from make-out point? BJ!!!! Ahhh!!! He slowed down as if he were going to stop and help but then we made eye contact and it was that same awkward, “SHOOT!” emotion on both of our faces that had occurred the night before with Corey. Ah! What are the chances that when you go out with someone you see the one from the night before but let alone for it to happen two nights in a row!?
I went home Thursday morning so that ended the week that was possibly the best, yet worst week ever.
Marriage? Are you Ready!?
The other day I got a random phone call from my one of my best friends from high school. She had gone out to dinner with her dad and his real estate agents. Their son showed up for dinner and he was semi-tall, dark, handsome, and funny. Melissa said that the whole time they were eating she kept thinking how perfect we would be together. Then near the end of the meal her dad said, “So Melissa has this friend…” and commenced to ask if he would like to go out on a blind date with me. He said, “Well I would be up for it but let me give you my number so that she can call me if she wants to.” My friend made it sound all too perfect and meant to be. She ended by saying, “Remember Doree. I have never set you up with anyone before and I would never set you up with someone I wouldn’t go out with myself.” (Too bad she’s married.) We went to lunch the next week and she handed me the phone number reminding me of this very important thing. She wanted me to call him.
Of course I was not going to! I took the number put it in my phone and threw the paper away. I thought, “Maybe if we have a party I will mass text everyone including him but I am not going to call him.” The following week I get out of class and check my phone. I had a missed call. From Juan Pedro! (His parents are from Mexico but he was born in the US.) I called my friend and said, “What is going on!?” She explained that he had called her stepmom and asked for her number then called her to get my number. Anyways he called again. I answered and talked to him. He was fun to talk to on the phone. He was really nice and every time we talked, we talked for like an hour.
So after going through our schedule’s we set up a day. Afterwards he asked if I could drive. “What!?” You don’t do that after setting up the date! I couldn’t because my car was in the shop. So I told him that. He told me that he couldn’t drive because he didn’t have a car. I was like, “Well do you have anyone that we could double with!? You could bring a friend and I could bring a friend?” He said he would see. I got one of my friends to agree and next time I talked to him I told him. He said, “Um, well I really like talking to you and I would like to get to know you one on one. So if it’s alright let’s go out just the two of us this time and then next time we will double and your friend can come.” He said, “You can drive my parents car.” I was like, “What!? You told me that you don’t have a car so why don’t you just drive your parents car?” He said, well I didn’t want to tell you this but I have gotten a few speeding tickets that I forgot to take care of so my license is suspended.” I was like, “Um. Okay.” He said, “But I really am responsible…” and went into a story of why he had forgotten. So it was me driving no matter what. His parent’s car or me finding one. I said I will call my sister and see if I can drive her car. She agreed. I started thinking and decided this could be a potentially awkward situation, me picking him up!? Would I honk? Walk up to the door? Have to meet his parents? He had mentioned that he worked at the Gap which was just down the street from my house so I asked him if he could just have a friend drop him off at my apartment. He said, “Okay.” So we were set. The date was on.
That night I got ready and around 6:00 he arrived. I opened the door and he just walked right on in the house. He said, “Hey! You’re Doree, great I am Juan.” He walked right past me and over to the kitchen and around the living room. I was just standing by the door kinda in complete shock of his forwardness. I introduced him to my roommates and he realized I was still standing by the door. He said, “Oh you are ready to bounce!? Okay, let’s bounce then!” Yes, I thought. Let us “bounce.” We got into my sister’s car and he said, “I wanted to ask you this inside but can I give you a hug?” I was like, “uh… sure.” So we awkwardly leaned over the mid section of the car and did some sort of a side hug. Then we sat there. I don’t know if he thought I knew where to go but I had to say, “Um… so where we headed?” He said, “Oh! Well, this is what I had in mind. What if we go to the grocery store, pick up some stuff for fruit smoothies and get a pizza and go back to my house and make the smoothies.” I was like, “Okay. So where should I drive to first!?” He said, “Well I don’t want to seem cheap but I was thinking Little Ceasar’s since they have the $5 pizza’s so they are kinda cheap.” I thought, “Well I didn’t think that until you said that!” So we went to Little Ceasar’s and he ordered the $5 cheese pizza. To his complement he did open all the doors for me.
After getting the pizza he was like, “Oh!... maybe we should have gone to the grocery store first. Otherwise the pizza will get cold… Well do you just want to drive to my house and then go back to the grocery store to get the smoothie stuff?” I was like, “sure.” Not knowing his house was like 20 minutes away!
We decorated the pizza with mushrooms and then heated it up again in the oven. He started to tell me things that I typically wouldn’t tell people on the first date. I was like, “Um, do you always tell people stuff like this the first time you meet them?” He said, “No. I just feel like there is something special about you, like I can tell you this.” He continued, “And Doree. I just want you to know that I will never lie to you.” I said, “Um… you kinda already have. What about the whole you can’t drive cuz you don’t have a car going to um, I can’t drive because of my speeding tickets…” He said, “Well I won’t lie to you and I just want to tell you the truth.” So he told commenced to tell me a whole different story. In this one he was going to school in at a southern state university. On his way home one weekend he jumped the railing on the freeway and barreled down a hill. He said that the reason that he couldn’t drive is because he was 45% (or something) blind in one eye because of the accident. I was like, “okay.” (whatever by now, right!?)
After dinner he asked what I wanted to do next. Go to a movie? Go play pool? Or Make smoothies? I said, “Well I don’t really like movies. I don’t know how to play pool so that won’t be fun and I am kinda full so I don’t really want a smoothie.” (Well options are up – time to go home.) He said, “Okay, that’s a good idea, let’s just sit here and talk. I’d really like to just get to know you more.” (ugh.) So we sat on his couches and talked. He asked me, “What are your ultimate dreams in life?” Um, a little deep right to start off the conversation. I think he could tell I was a little bewildered because then he said, “Ok, what do you want to be when you grow up?” I have this guy friend who I told I wanted like 12 children 6 natural and 6 adopted. He said, “Doree! Don’t ever tell any guy you are dating that otherwise he will NEVER get serious with you!” I was like, “Well, ultimately I want to be a mom, I’d like to have 12 kids… Have 6 and adopt 6.” He said, “I’ve never thought of that but I would totally do that. Ya, that would be awesome. I would so be open to that.” I was like, “oh… uh… ok… well I like to travel and go new places, recently I added Jerusalem to my top places I want to go.” He said, “Perfect my parents have a time share in Jerusalem we could totally go there for a week! And Doree, I would love to take you to Mexico and South America to take you on a tour there. It is so beautiful there, so spiritual, and I’d just love for you to see it.” I was like, “wait a minute, when did my Jerusalem trip turn into your Jerusalem trip!?” Blah! He said, “I have an idea! What do you say we go pray with people at the nursing home?” I’m like, “What!?” And he was like, “Ya. It’ll be fun.” So to make a long story short we went and prayed with people at a nursing home. On the way home we passed his church building and he said (as I am driving), “Doree. I’d like to ask you a question.” I was like, (in my mind NO!!!!), gulp, “okay!?” He said, “I’ve made a goal to make sure my wife and I go to the church once a week together and I think that goals are important to start before your married so I was just wondering if we could set a date and start going to church together to study once a week.” I said (being honest), “I can’t really set a date right now because I am busy and every week is different for me…” He kept asking until I finally confessed (because I didn’t want to lie) that Wednesdays and Thursdays are usually more open. But did NOT make any commitments.
When we got to his house I pulled up to the driveway and said, “Well thanks.” He said, “Is it okay if you get out of the car so I can give you a hug before you leave?” I was like, “ok.” So I got out but didn’t walk one foot. I stood right by the driver’s door. He came over and he gave me a big ol’ hug. I let go after one second but he kept holding on. As he was hugging me I heard him inhale and exhale very deeply in my ear. I was like, “What the!? What is he doing?!” It was more than his normal breathing and I think he was just trying to capture a smell to remember the evening. I backed away fast once I realized. He moved his arm from my back to my shoulder’s and then I didn’t know what was happening but he kissed my forehead and then slowly and romantically!? he moved his face in like he was going to give me a kiss on the lips. I immediately just put my head down so my chin was near my chest. He said, “I was just teasin. I wasn’t really going to give you a kiss. I just wanted to see what you would do.” I was like, “Ya. Right.”
I got into the car, said my good-bye’s and drove off, feeling like a wedding date had just been set for me that I never agreed to!
(Oh and don’t worry, the next morning he came into my work to see me. The good lady’s that I work with didn’t tell him I was in the back. Sad but don’t worry. I had “the talk” with him over the phone and told him that I thought he was great, just not the right time for me and that he had moved kinda fast. As soon as we hung up he sent me a text and told me he had decided to be a teacher, the career I told him I wanted my future husband to have. LOL. What do you say to that!? Congratulations! So it all got taken care of although the phone calls and texts didn’t end. If there is one thing I learned from this kid it is boldness and persistence have not died!)
Of course I was not going to! I took the number put it in my phone and threw the paper away. I thought, “Maybe if we have a party I will mass text everyone including him but I am not going to call him.” The following week I get out of class and check my phone. I had a missed call. From Juan Pedro! (His parents are from Mexico but he was born in the US.) I called my friend and said, “What is going on!?” She explained that he had called her stepmom and asked for her number then called her to get my number. Anyways he called again. I answered and talked to him. He was fun to talk to on the phone. He was really nice and every time we talked, we talked for like an hour.
So after going through our schedule’s we set up a day. Afterwards he asked if I could drive. “What!?” You don’t do that after setting up the date! I couldn’t because my car was in the shop. So I told him that. He told me that he couldn’t drive because he didn’t have a car. I was like, “Well do you have anyone that we could double with!? You could bring a friend and I could bring a friend?” He said he would see. I got one of my friends to agree and next time I talked to him I told him. He said, “Um, well I really like talking to you and I would like to get to know you one on one. So if it’s alright let’s go out just the two of us this time and then next time we will double and your friend can come.” He said, “You can drive my parents car.” I was like, “What!? You told me that you don’t have a car so why don’t you just drive your parents car?” He said, well I didn’t want to tell you this but I have gotten a few speeding tickets that I forgot to take care of so my license is suspended.” I was like, “Um. Okay.” He said, “But I really am responsible…” and went into a story of why he had forgotten. So it was me driving no matter what. His parent’s car or me finding one. I said I will call my sister and see if I can drive her car. She agreed. I started thinking and decided this could be a potentially awkward situation, me picking him up!? Would I honk? Walk up to the door? Have to meet his parents? He had mentioned that he worked at the Gap which was just down the street from my house so I asked him if he could just have a friend drop him off at my apartment. He said, “Okay.” So we were set. The date was on.
That night I got ready and around 6:00 he arrived. I opened the door and he just walked right on in the house. He said, “Hey! You’re Doree, great I am Juan.” He walked right past me and over to the kitchen and around the living room. I was just standing by the door kinda in complete shock of his forwardness. I introduced him to my roommates and he realized I was still standing by the door. He said, “Oh you are ready to bounce!? Okay, let’s bounce then!” Yes, I thought. Let us “bounce.” We got into my sister’s car and he said, “I wanted to ask you this inside but can I give you a hug?” I was like, “uh… sure.” So we awkwardly leaned over the mid section of the car and did some sort of a side hug. Then we sat there. I don’t know if he thought I knew where to go but I had to say, “Um… so where we headed?” He said, “Oh! Well, this is what I had in mind. What if we go to the grocery store, pick up some stuff for fruit smoothies and get a pizza and go back to my house and make the smoothies.” I was like, “Okay. So where should I drive to first!?” He said, “Well I don’t want to seem cheap but I was thinking Little Ceasar’s since they have the $5 pizza’s so they are kinda cheap.” I thought, “Well I didn’t think that until you said that!” So we went to Little Ceasar’s and he ordered the $5 cheese pizza. To his complement he did open all the doors for me.
After getting the pizza he was like, “Oh!... maybe we should have gone to the grocery store first. Otherwise the pizza will get cold… Well do you just want to drive to my house and then go back to the grocery store to get the smoothie stuff?” I was like, “sure.” Not knowing his house was like 20 minutes away!
We decorated the pizza with mushrooms and then heated it up again in the oven. He started to tell me things that I typically wouldn’t tell people on the first date. I was like, “Um, do you always tell people stuff like this the first time you meet them?” He said, “No. I just feel like there is something special about you, like I can tell you this.” He continued, “And Doree. I just want you to know that I will never lie to you.” I said, “Um… you kinda already have. What about the whole you can’t drive cuz you don’t have a car going to um, I can’t drive because of my speeding tickets…” He said, “Well I won’t lie to you and I just want to tell you the truth.” So he told commenced to tell me a whole different story. In this one he was going to school in at a southern state university. On his way home one weekend he jumped the railing on the freeway and barreled down a hill. He said that the reason that he couldn’t drive is because he was 45% (or something) blind in one eye because of the accident. I was like, “okay.” (whatever by now, right!?)
After dinner he asked what I wanted to do next. Go to a movie? Go play pool? Or Make smoothies? I said, “Well I don’t really like movies. I don’t know how to play pool so that won’t be fun and I am kinda full so I don’t really want a smoothie.” (Well options are up – time to go home.) He said, “Okay, that’s a good idea, let’s just sit here and talk. I’d really like to just get to know you more.” (ugh.) So we sat on his couches and talked. He asked me, “What are your ultimate dreams in life?” Um, a little deep right to start off the conversation. I think he could tell I was a little bewildered because then he said, “Ok, what do you want to be when you grow up?” I have this guy friend who I told I wanted like 12 children 6 natural and 6 adopted. He said, “Doree! Don’t ever tell any guy you are dating that otherwise he will NEVER get serious with you!” I was like, “Well, ultimately I want to be a mom, I’d like to have 12 kids… Have 6 and adopt 6.” He said, “I’ve never thought of that but I would totally do that. Ya, that would be awesome. I would so be open to that.” I was like, “oh… uh… ok… well I like to travel and go new places, recently I added Jerusalem to my top places I want to go.” He said, “Perfect my parents have a time share in Jerusalem we could totally go there for a week! And Doree, I would love to take you to Mexico and South America to take you on a tour there. It is so beautiful there, so spiritual, and I’d just love for you to see it.” I was like, “wait a minute, when did my Jerusalem trip turn into your Jerusalem trip!?” Blah! He said, “I have an idea! What do you say we go pray with people at the nursing home?” I’m like, “What!?” And he was like, “Ya. It’ll be fun.” So to make a long story short we went and prayed with people at a nursing home. On the way home we passed his church building and he said (as I am driving), “Doree. I’d like to ask you a question.” I was like, (in my mind NO!!!!), gulp, “okay!?” He said, “I’ve made a goal to make sure my wife and I go to the church once a week together and I think that goals are important to start before your married so I was just wondering if we could set a date and start going to church together to study once a week.” I said (being honest), “I can’t really set a date right now because I am busy and every week is different for me…” He kept asking until I finally confessed (because I didn’t want to lie) that Wednesdays and Thursdays are usually more open. But did NOT make any commitments.
When we got to his house I pulled up to the driveway and said, “Well thanks.” He said, “Is it okay if you get out of the car so I can give you a hug before you leave?” I was like, “ok.” So I got out but didn’t walk one foot. I stood right by the driver’s door. He came over and he gave me a big ol’ hug. I let go after one second but he kept holding on. As he was hugging me I heard him inhale and exhale very deeply in my ear. I was like, “What the!? What is he doing?!” It was more than his normal breathing and I think he was just trying to capture a smell to remember the evening. I backed away fast once I realized. He moved his arm from my back to my shoulder’s and then I didn’t know what was happening but he kissed my forehead and then slowly and romantically!? he moved his face in like he was going to give me a kiss on the lips. I immediately just put my head down so my chin was near my chest. He said, “I was just teasin. I wasn’t really going to give you a kiss. I just wanted to see what you would do.” I was like, “Ya. Right.”
I got into the car, said my good-bye’s and drove off, feeling like a wedding date had just been set for me that I never agreed to!
(Oh and don’t worry, the next morning he came into my work to see me. The good lady’s that I work with didn’t tell him I was in the back. Sad but don’t worry. I had “the talk” with him over the phone and told him that I thought he was great, just not the right time for me and that he had moved kinda fast. As soon as we hung up he sent me a text and told me he had decided to be a teacher, the career I told him I wanted my future husband to have. LOL. What do you say to that!? Congratulations! So it all got taken care of although the phone calls and texts didn’t end. If there is one thing I learned from this kid it is boldness and persistence have not died!)
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Prom
One more high school flashback. Every girls dreams of Prom right!? It's like what you wait your whole life for. Well I was thrilled that I was actually asked quite a while before the actual dance. I found the perfect dress and although I wasn't in love with the boy he was cute enough and he played basketball, so cute & athletic, not a bad combination right!?
We didn't have a day date but he called me and said that he was going to come pick me up for dinner at 5:00. I was like, "5:00!? That's kinda early but maybe they have something else planned. I will just go with it!" So I went to get my hair done, put on my perfect dress, and was ready when he came. We took some pictures and went to a nice restaurant in the city. There was 4 of us, we doubled with one other couple. The two boys just sat there and talked to each other, sharing inside jokes and laughing with us just sitting there like, "Uh..." I think they were nervous, but Hi! Talk to me! ;) Dinner ended in an hour and the dance didn't start until 8:00. So uh, we had some time to kill. So they drove us around the town for a while. Again, talking to each other and not us. We ended up arriving at the dance early. We were the first ones there, we actually arrived with the photographers and we sat outside the picture room while they set up the backgrounds. We went into the dance hall and took a seat. I learned that my date didn't actually like to dance and didn't want to. So we sat. We sat alot. We danced one slow song. I tried to get him to get up and dance. I got up and danced with my friends when they arrived but he just sat. The dance ended at 11:30 and guess what!? We stayed until the very end. Even when people were cleaning up the dance, we were still there. Just us and the people in charge of the dance who were cleaning. Just standing awkwardly. I said, "Um, I think all student body officer's may need to help clean-up, so let me go check. I will be back." I didn't but I said, "Ya, I am going to be staying to clean-up. Was there anything planned for after or is that okay?" He looked at the other kid, like, "Hmmm!? Anything after!?" Obviously nothing was planned. I said, "Okay then..." I gave him a hug and scooted them out the door the best I could. Then I went to my neighbor who was a faculty member at the high school and I said, "Hey, can I get a ride home!?" We were out the door in minutes. The next day my friend told me that the keys had gotten locked in the car so they stood in the parking lot for like an hour before finally heading home!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!! What a night right!?
We didn't have a day date but he called me and said that he was going to come pick me up for dinner at 5:00. I was like, "5:00!? That's kinda early but maybe they have something else planned. I will just go with it!" So I went to get my hair done, put on my perfect dress, and was ready when he came. We took some pictures and went to a nice restaurant in the city. There was 4 of us, we doubled with one other couple. The two boys just sat there and talked to each other, sharing inside jokes and laughing with us just sitting there like, "Uh..." I think they were nervous, but Hi! Talk to me! ;) Dinner ended in an hour and the dance didn't start until 8:00. So uh, we had some time to kill. So they drove us around the town for a while. Again, talking to each other and not us. We ended up arriving at the dance early. We were the first ones there, we actually arrived with the photographers and we sat outside the picture room while they set up the backgrounds. We went into the dance hall and took a seat. I learned that my date didn't actually like to dance and didn't want to. So we sat. We sat alot. We danced one slow song. I tried to get him to get up and dance. I got up and danced with my friends when they arrived but he just sat. The dance ended at 11:30 and guess what!? We stayed until the very end. Even when people were cleaning up the dance, we were still there. Just us and the people in charge of the dance who were cleaning. Just standing awkwardly. I said, "Um, I think all student body officer's may need to help clean-up, so let me go check. I will be back." I didn't but I said, "Ya, I am going to be staying to clean-up. Was there anything planned for after or is that okay?" He looked at the other kid, like, "Hmmm!? Anything after!?" Obviously nothing was planned. I said, "Okay then..." I gave him a hug and scooted them out the door the best I could. Then I went to my neighbor who was a faculty member at the high school and I said, "Hey, can I get a ride home!?" We were out the door in minutes. The next day my friend told me that the keys had gotten locked in the car so they stood in the parking lot for like an hour before finally heading home!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!! What a night right!?
Highschool Flashback
I remember in high school I went out on a date to a girls choice dance. I didn't really like anyone at the moment but I thought that for all the girls that want to go to dances, there are probably boys too that want to go. So I asked a kid that I had never talked to before.
He was my sister's age and friends with her friends. We went to the dance with them and had a good time. That however ended when I dropped him off. He gave me a hug and said thanks, and told me that he had a good time. I said, "Ya, I had a good time too. Thanks Lance."
He said, "Well that's good but i'm Landon."
Oooops. His name was, Landon. He had a twin brother named Lance. My bad.
He was my sister's age and friends with her friends. We went to the dance with them and had a good time. That however ended when I dropped him off. He gave me a hug and said thanks, and told me that he had a good time. I said, "Ya, I had a good time too. Thanks Lance."
He said, "Well that's good but i'm Landon."
Oooops. His name was, Landon. He had a twin brother named Lance. My bad.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
911 Dating
I think that too many of us know what it is like to have a bad date. Even to have a really bad date. To be single when it seems like everyone else is getting married and to get questioned constantly about our dating lives. Sound familiar!? Too everyone who asks, "Are you dating someone!?" NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND STOP ASKING THAT!!!! "I am not dating SOMEONE! I am dating EVERYONE!" I date a variety of people but people don't care about that! They want you to be serious with someone. Haha. Why get serious when you can have adventure's like these...
*All names have been changed for the sake of the men! (Oh the things we do for them! ;^)
*All names have been changed for the sake of the men! (Oh the things we do for them! ;^)
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