The Pass and Peek

I’m going to tell a story, it’s not really a story but I’m drawing from hundreds of real stories just like it. This is a story…about a girl named…uhm okay--do over.

While driving down the road today I happened to see a Camery drive up next to me…Hum, sorry the story is already unbelievable. So I catch up to this Camery and as I pass it on the right I glance over to check out the driver. The funny thing is, the driver has turned to send an eye my way. Now, as soon as we see the other person look at us we look away. And keep driving, a huge smile on our face and the thought, “I saw you checking me out…” dancing across our neurons. Don't even try to deny the fact that you've done this, we all know better, we've all been watching!

Now, the question I have is…WHY? Why do we look away? I mean the reason we look is because we are hoping to find someone attractive in the car next to us, but as soon as said attractive girl looks our way…we turn away! Why? Why is our culture so incredibly gun shy of letting other people know we think they are attractive?

Nine times out of ten, if I found out a girl likes me I start to reciprocate those feelings, I talk about her with me mates, I think about her as I walk from the MARB to the HFAC comparing her against all of the girls I see as I walk past…So, the question is why are we afraid to let someone know we are interested in them? What is the unspoken rule? Are we all so afraid of being hurt that we aren’t willing to take a chance? I mean, if we were willing to suffer the consequences, sure we’d have a lot more pain, but we would be LIVING! Instead of sulking around doing some sort of crazy mating ritual of asking your friends to ask her friends to ask her if she likes you. Why the guessing game? Why not just come out and say, “Hey, you’re cute, would you like to go do ______ Friday Night?”

I have determined to do this, the next girl I ask out, the next time I’m in my Physical Science class those poor little freshmen girls won’t know what hit them. I will testify of their beauty and then follow up with a commitment for them to uncover that beauty in some social setting. And then I will again testify that what they are doing is correct and will lead them closer to a temple marriage.

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Dance, Dance Revolution

Today was a rather good day. Life was simple and I enjoyed every moment of it. It all began with a wonderful jaunt downstairs for a bit of breakfast. Well, before I got to breakfast I noticed a Book that I'd been reading. I picked up said book and began where I had left off. A mere 4 hours later, breakfast forgotten, lunch delayed and my mind thoroughly satisfied. I closed the book. After that I decided it would be a good time for some food, so downstairs I went again(I'd managed to wander up to my bedroom to read). Looking around I found naught that appeared exciting except a can of the delicious Campbell's creation, Spaghetti O's.

Re-entering the kitchen and plopping the orange-red contents of the can into a bowl I heated it up and enjoyed a tasty confection of fake pasta, cheese, and tomato sauce. Then it was on to some Physical Science homework. Unfortunately since I was trying to do homework, people actually started to IM me...Why is it that people only IM me when I'm doing something? So, I felt rude to said individuals...Hum, moving on!

I then got the chance to clean my house and listen to conference talks. Man, I love conference. I love this church. I can't seem to get enough of it, I really wish there was some way of doing Church stuff full time. After that I ran out of time quicker than anticipated so I ate a cup of noodles on my way to exchanges with the Missionaries. Missionaries in Utah have it easy. Everyone was super nice, and wanted to talk to us, we were fed dinner at a drop by appointment. It was posh. I miss being a missionary.

Well, not exactly sure what the point of this blog is. Mostly just to talk to myself...Oh wait, I didn't even talk about DDR!

After I got home from Exchanges I met with my friends, R, S, M and R's little sister, Je. Well, they all wanted to come over to my house and play DDR. Well, I'm not a big fan of DDR but it's alright. I just don't get why everyone likes it so darn much, I mean one of the few games that anyone even knows about. Oh well, some things will remain a mystery to me. Good night never, never land.

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Catch-a-Cougar

Well, my first attempt at loading a post failed utterly so here goes again.

The other night I was visiting a friend and three attractive girls came to the door and asked us if we wanted some free ice cream. Well, my friend and I are by far not the smartest chaps on campus, but we aren't stupid. So of course we agreed. (By the way...Aubrey if you're reading this...give me a call.) After a while we finished our Ice Cream (from the CONE) and talked for about an hour; at the end of which we all decided to part ways.

Now, this is by far and away one of the greatest experiences of my life, I mean really! How often do cute girls ask you to go on a date? What amazes me even more about this whole experience is the fact that before they got to 'our' door, they were rejected by SEVERAL of the other men in the apartment complex. Why you may ask and it is a good question. I remember hearing several reasons, but the top two winners of an excuses are thus: Nintendo and Alias.

Okay, do I really need to talk about Nintendo? I mean...if you're passing up a date so that you can play a two-player game of Halo 2, well, perhaps there is something wrong with you. The second is Alias, yes Jennifer is cute, but she is also unattainable. It's the same concept as pre-mission dating; you're just spending money on another man's wife. With Alias all you're doing is spending time on another man's wife. Not to say we shouldn't shoot for the stars...I just don't think that means Hollywood. Lets go for the attainable.

Just a question out into the void, why do we pass up good things for okay things?

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