For example, just the other day I went to Sodalicious (Dirty Diet Coke: my summer addiction) and I saw Milo sitting at a table with a girl. I don't think he saw me. Even if he did, he was being too hipster to acknowledge me. Judging by his unkempt beard and cut off Boy Scout shorts, I dodged a bullet. But seriously, out of all the people in Provo, HE is the one at Sodalicious? Well played, fate, well played.
Another example: Elliot and I got together last night before FHE (yay!). We went on a run around south of campus and stopped by his work to do a few things before going out to run again. Now, normally I wouldn't let a guy see me sweat and get all red in the face and reveal that yes, it's true: I'm a giant wimp, but I felt like it would be fun and I really wanted to see Elliot! I don't feel bad or awkward about revealing my extreme red workout face to him because we had a good time. After we finished running (three miles! Go us!) we ended up at his apartment. We decided to bake something and watch a couple episodes of a TV show together. Mostly we ended up talking, though. He told me how his roommates are all engaged and too busy to spend time with him. After he said that I took a look at the numerous engagement photos on his fridge, which he said were all his roommates. I noticed one picture in particular and I almost laughed out loud. Elliot is roommates with Landon! He thought it was funny that Landon and I had gone on some dates and he admitted that Landon never told Elliot he had tried using tinder. It was a mixture of super awkward and really funny.
This town is way too small.
