I was feeling pretty crummy. I cried a lot. This boy I was really excited about turned out to have the worst communication ever. Like. I think he tried to spare my feelings but just made it worse. And it wasn't even anything about me, it's all HIS commitments issues. I wasn't asking for any commitment! He was the one rushing toward it even when I pointed out how fast it was going! Geez.
And then I laid there in bed wondering what the heck was wrong with me. Why wasn't I good enough for him? Was it my flabby arms or the large pores on my face? Was it my awkward snort when I laugh (probably)? Was I not into sports enough? Did I not appreciate Utah's natural beauty enough? Was I not a good enough conversationalist?
Then I thought back to how much fun we had had together, and how much fun I have with most guys I date. And I realized... it's not me. It's him. And he is missing out because I was good for him.
Then tonight at ward prayer I got two dates for this week.
Psssssh. Hot stuff, comin' through.
2 comments:
I had such a weird time dating at BYU -- oh goodness the stories I could tell, but you're a hottie and plenty of guys are obvi lining up at your doorstep!
Ahaha...nice last comment. Besides don't guys think that funny snort is cute?
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