A Date!

What's a date? ;)

So I had a date on Tuesday night that I was super excited about. He was attractive, and pretty cool, and he finally asked for my number at the end of the whole semester. But it didn't turn out to be very much what I expected. Granted, there were a few things that decreased my excitement for it. 

Number 1: I saw Matt the night before and, after talking to him for a half hour, I realized that it is pretty much the most abnormal thing ever to be so close to someone and then have it cut off so abruptly that you have no time to “grow” out of it. It creates the most strange situations and feelings. I hope eventually those will fade. Number 2: I had clinical that next day and 4 quizzes to take before then, so the only time I had to do them was between my last class at 5 and before he picked me up at 6:30. And I had to walk home, shower, and get ready in that time frame as well (don’t worry, I got them done, 2 before the date and 2 after, I’m so glad it was a pretty short date!). And number three: I had no way to get to clinical the next morning since I didn’t have time to go home with my Dad and bring the car back (because of my date at 6:30) and I absolutely dreaded calling the only person in my group who I felt comfortable asking for a ride.

Anyways… so my excitement was a little lessened.  But I was almost ready on time, just a few minutes late, he was pretty good lookin, and we headed out to dinner. We went to a Mexican restaurant in Orem (I forgot what it was called) and ate and then he dropped me off and it was over. Here is what I learned:

• I really don’t like when boys interrupt me in the middle of the sentence. The first time it’s definitely excusable, but when it happens 6, 7, or 8 times during our date, and when he doesn’t even apologize (maybe not even notice) it gets pretty frustrating.

• I realized that it’s harder to talk to some people than others, no matter how hard I try to keep a conversation going smoothly. That was the case this time. Our conversation kept feeling strained or awkward. I think it was because he kept changing topics so fast (with his interruptions) that I couldn’t even finish what I was saying about the first thing he asked before he changed the subject. Oh well.

• When people, especially boys, state “I’m just not a morning person,” and that they just are super grumpy when they have to wake up early, my opinion of them invariably goes down a little bit. I think that’s silly. No one is a morning person. It may be a little easier for some people to get up early, EVERYONE can control when they do or do not get grumpy.

• When boys admit to being moody I have a hard time maintaining the same level of respect I had for them before those words came out of their mouth. Whoops.

• When a boy is not interesting in politics I don’t find him quite as interesting of a person.

Ok, I’m being super harsh. I know that all of these things are just common sayings or bad habits. But I guess I don’t really know how to change that. I’m not really sure how to change who I am attracted to unless I change who I am (which I hope I’m always working on, for the better). Anyways, It was a fun date, and I’m super grateful for him asking me out and spending money on me, but I no longer think I’m interested. Lessons learned, right?