Hook a Sister Up!

I have a few new roommates this semester that I don't really know all that well. Over the weekend one of them invited me and Bethany to join her for a dinner her friends were making. It ended up being an event that lasted the whole night long, which was a little inconvenient given I had a lot of homework I was planning on doing that night. . . Regardless of the procrastination that was occurring, it was still a good time.

It was me, Bethany, and two of our roommates, Mikayla and Deidra. Deidra is dating one of the guys and she introduced me to his brother. Let's just say it was crush at first sight. Not only is this guy a James Franco look-a-like, he's friendly, funny, and he's q bit older than me. James (let's call him James, I like that) went ahead and found me on Facebook and made plans to get together and watch The Walking Dead this week.

It's infatuation. Mikayla knows James pretty well and she was beyond stoked when I told her I was kind of diggin' James. She said she'd put in a good word and that I'm totally his type. I love roommates who are willing to act as wingmen.

Situational

Week three of the semester and I feel like my material for blogging has been pretty shoddy. Nothing has really been happening and every time I sit down to write something, it just doesn't seem to flow. This past week, however, I think I realized something and it made me want to write about it.

The semester is still fresh and young and I'm still finding my footing in my classes. I haven't quite figured things out nor have I established the friendships I'd like to have within the classroom, so I've been making an extra big effort to put myself out there and meet people. In one of my classes in particular there is a guy who is really funny and we've talked a few times. His name is Jordan, he's cute and a bit quirky and nerdy. By chance we got put in a group together and I was pretty stoked.

With our first group meeting, however, everything changed. We got together to work on this project and suddenly Jordan went from being funny and interesting to bossy and overbearing. That stoked feeling I was feeling? Yeah, it's gone. Now I'm dreading this assignment and realizing that you can't take everyone for face value. Get them in a different situation and you'll see that they're not as interesitng as you thought they were, you're better off without.

Booooo. What a disappointment. But have no fear! The semester is young.

Guest Post 1.0: Bethany takes the stage

I've mentioned my roommate Bethany in the past.  She's my partner in crime, my confidant, and overall a very dear friend. So dear, in fact, that I told her about the blog and let her read it. This was some time ago and ever since I started toying with the idea of having guest posts, I've been encouraging her to write something to share. After some time and consideration, she has finally presented me with a blogpost.  

I couldn't be more excited for this. 

Ladies and Gents, the first guest blogpost from Beth!

-Leslie

Carly Rae Jepsen’s music is everything that is both right and wrong with love in the world today. But I’ll get back to that statement.

A little over a week ago, I saw this guy, Drew, that I was in the same ward with last semester. I never really noticed him, but when I saw him a week ago, I couldn’t stop sneaking peeks at him. He looked so adorable! Then, this past weekend, we were invited to a little, shall we say, get-together at their apartment, and I’m all, “Uh yes, is that a question, yes.” So we went.

Let me just give you a little glimpse of my mind during this shindig:

Oh, hey, I already know your name, but let’s introduce ourselves.

Is it weird how much I know about you? I’ve already creeped on your facebook.

Sitting across the room, I can deal with that. At least it’s easier to creep on him.

Look at those eyes, gorgeous.

Look at those lips, mm!

He was just looking at me.

Woops, eye contact for like the fourth time.

The next day, my awesome roommate, the lovely Leslie, was talking to Drew’s roommate. She comes into the house, and with a smug smirk, says, “Someone in that apartment thinks you’re really pretty.” Instead of asking who, I just smile really big in an excited, anticipatory kind of way. “And it’s Drew,” she finishes. I literally did a little dance. Literally. Leslie can tell you that I did.

Here is when Carly Rae Jepsen comes back into the picture. Listen to any of her songs and you would think it was another young Taylor Swift, writing songs about being in high school and having a crush on the cute guy and whispering about it with your friends. But people, she’s 27! Isn’t that a little old to be singing songs that sound like high schoolers?

But then, on the other hand, I’m in my early twenties, and I danced around when I heard that a guy I think is cute might be interested in me. And that’s what I mean. Maybe she’s just being honest instead of immature.

Or maybe she’s immature. Maybe I’m immature. I do dance around my house, speak in random accents and voices on a regular basis, and know people better from their facebook pages than actually talking to them. But hey, young and wild and free, right?

Wanting What You Can't Have

So I'm kind of into this guy.  No, not Sam.  I had to give him the complete cold shoulder in orde for him to really get the hint that I don't want to date him.  This guy I'm into, who will remain nameless for the time being, is most definitely into someone else and it sucks.

My problem is that I'm a sucker for someone who can talk, someone who puts me at ease.  If a guy can successfully makes it easy for me to be comfortable just talking, it also makes it easy for me to want to talk to him more and eventually fall.  The opposite is true, too.  If a guy makes me feel uncomfortable talking or presses me for things I'm not ready to talk about (like in Sam's case) it causes me to back away, to shut him out, to lose interest.  Sam pushed me away, this other guy has drawn me in.

Maybe this is all just a little test for me to learn how to gain contol of my feelings and my actions.  If it is, I'm up for the challenge. I don't need to lose myself over what I feel for this guy.  It's only the beginning of the semester and, as we all know, so much can change over the course of a semester.  There is no need for me to put all my hope in one thing, waste energy chasing someone who is otherwise preoccupied.

We'll see what happened.

Optimistic

The new semester started yesterday.  I'm beyond stoked for all of my classes, so far my roommates are pretty awesome, and the cold weather isn't really all that bad.  I can't quite pinpoint what it is, but something has me feeling really optimistic about what 2013 has to offer.

I've always been a back of the classroom type of girl.  I keep to myself and don't go out of my wayto make new friends. This semester is different.  Sammie and I (and Bethany) have decided to breakout of our normally introverted routine and be friendly and get to know more people.  We had a class together this morning and I think every person I know is in that class.  Person after person walked in that I knew and suddenly I was surrounded by all these people that I know chatting up a storm.  Not only will that class be super rad, but it's going to solidify some really good friendships.  If this was an omen for what the semester holds, I can't wait.

Winter 2013, I am more than ready for everything you have to throw at me.

Bring.It.On