Three weeks left at Moody. So many things to get done. My mind is lost in a whirl of thoughts about saying good-bye to friends, standing up at the last Monday Morning Meeting and addressing my peers that I love so much, packing up my room and moving it all to temporary housing, dealing with my family when they come for graduation, listening to my roommate and loving her, dealing with the hurts and pains from the floor, and the ever popular thought: GUYS.
Yeah. GUYS. I just wish that sometime a guy would cross my path and he would come over to me, like say, tomorrow, it is convenient after all, tomorrow is Friday, and he would say "Hey, doing anything tonight? Want to go out with me for ice cream?" Yeah, then I would of course agree because how could I turn down someone even making the attempt to ask me out?? Even if it was nothing but fun, I would love that. Tonight I just feel so badly to be valued by a guy and be more than just a friend who laughs and has fun or has conversations about the same things all the time. Who am I to these guys? I think they're amazing and have such Godly character! How do they see me? Am I not pretty enough, too tough, too much of a farm girl, too silly? These are the questions that fill my mind as I interact with guy after guy wondering what they think about when they talk to me. Are they dropping hints, but I don't pick up on any of it? Or am I to be more blatenly obvious with them and say "Why don't you just ask me out on a date before I graduate??" Are they scared? If so, of what? I'm gonna be gone in a few weeks, isn't that ok to risk it and hey, even if nothing 'serous' comes from it, at least we can deepen our friendship right? What's wrong with that?
Well here's the rants of a senior who has gone on 'dates' but has never been asked out by a guy who initiated it all.
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