Thursday, December 30, 2010

I've forgotten what I started fighting for.

Yes I do know that there is a lack of posts  but I have been somewhat busy. Let me give a brief recap of two semesters worht of misfires in the Burg.

Showed up in the spring at a new complex. I met up with a home ward homie and some of his friends for swimming. There was a girl in the group who caught my eye fairly quick. We started hanging out with multiple friends. One thing lead to another and making out became the usual thing to do.  She became conflicted in the fact she would be leaving mid-term for home and not be returning. Because of said conflict, she would be affectionate one day and be distant the next. Long story short, she left and I got over it.

Fast forward to September, new roommates and new girls in the ward which would translate to new opportunities. One girl moved way too fast for my roommate to handle. This girl was playing with his hair and making blatant hints that they should be at dinner in a non-dating first encounter. He had invited a girl to a bonfire afterwards. So, I intervened to help a brother out. She immediately set her sights on me as a potential boyfriend. It didn't help that another roommate was trying to hook up with one of her roommates. Now, I am a generally nice guy and willing to lend a hand in the pursuit of another man's happiness. This doesn't not work well when she clings to you like cellophane.

I went on a few social dates to follow up of any interest I had. One of those dates I just let go because I could see nothing in the future. Date 2 had a boyfriend and she wasn't sure if she wanted to fully give up on him. I gave her the deuces. The third girl earned my respect when she shot me down.

If I could offer all the girls out there one quick word of advice on dating, it would be the following. Be upfront with your feelings. There is nothing worse than to have us invest time, money and emotion into something you clearly see not working.

Well, that should be it in a nutshell. Looks like we will have to wait until spring rolls around.


Deuce, Deuce.

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