Happy October. . .Almost. . .

Probably by the time most of you read this it will be.

Last week I was "proven wrong" by a three guys in two days, separate occasions. It went like this.

Wednesday JY, who I know from High School saw me at the institute after class and we chatted it up for a few minutes. Then I found out that he was parked on 34th street, so I offered him a ride. It was interesting. He actually initiated the conversation, and waited to talk to me after I stopped to say hi to our cutie-pie new roomie J. It really surprised me because, oh, I don't know. . .boys don't usually do that for me. Especially not of late, and I think that has partly caused the funk I was in, but I'll write about that later.

Thursday was (I keep almost saying linger longer, but its not) $2 lunch at the institute. $2 for a good meal (mostly)!!! As I was on my way to the 'tute I saw this guy with a shirt that said "I think therefore my head hurts" I loved it, so I texted it to most everyone I know who is in school. . .I got a few responses, but that was it. I randomly sent one to CD, but I figured that he had probably erased my phone number and forgot about me. Little did I know. While I was at work my phone started to vibrate, and I pulled it out and saw it was CD!!!! Happy day! I ran into the stack room and answered it. We chatted for like 5 minutes, but it was enough to make me feel good, because he ACTUALLY remembered me and took the time to say call and say hey, I got your text, and then he asked if I was at work and what I was up to and why I wasn't in the ward any more. I asked him questions, that were interspersed in his like, are you still working at aspen mills (no, he is working for a physical therapist) and other happy things like that.

Also on Thursday, at lunch I spotted a guy who I have wanted to talk to. He is in my Poly Sci class and we are doing a legislative simulation on the U.S. Senate. I made the excuse that I wanted to ask him why he chose to represent NC (really because I did want to know, (I had really wanted NC)). I got my lunch. . .and since I'm always alone, I went to his table and almost didn't have the guts to ask him, and almost just sat down feeling all lonely. I didn't though, I set my food down and then decided to ask. . .it was kind of awkward, but soon we got in to a good rolling conversation about anything and everything, like watching channel 9 (uen) and 7 and 11. We even talked about grad school how he wants to go and how I want to also. He said I should go for it this year and not wait. That is confidence in me that I don't even have. I was having a good time and I think that he was too. He kept smiling and he had really warm happy sparklie eyes, ( I did look, they are brown) He wasn't afraid to look me in the eye either, which is really refreshing, he seemed sincerely interested. I must give off this air that I don't mean to, but I do. How bout I call him LJ?

This should really go in another post, but I'm feeling too durn lazy to get another one going.

Sacrament meeting was okay, it being fast Sunday and the month that the reds and em and kris are getting married, it seemed that all the testimonies focused on them and the fact that they were "graduating" from the ward. I have to tell you, it kind of pissed me off that you have to "graduate" from the ward the fact is that some people don't. I talked to the Bishop after sacrament since I felt like crap. I spilled it all, like how I have been a really crabby person as of late and being sure about the job I'm gonna get and then not being sure about it. . .and yes, even being frustrated with dumb boys, who only want to be friends, or totally ignore you, or just for being dumb and insensitive. Bishop T. said that there are a lot of dumb boys (yes he called them dumb!) in the ward. I'm so glad that we girls are not the only ones who see how dumb boys can be! He gave me some other advice and then gave me a blessing.What a comfort it was to have one. I am not doubting anymore and now have hope. Typing this blog entry has also helped me feel better.

Past my bedtime. better go.
cheers to all.